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HYMN AND TUNE BO 




METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SOUTH. 



ROUND NOTE EDITION. 



Nashville, Tenn.: 

Publishing House of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South. 

Barbee & Smith, Agents. 

1897. 



Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1889, 

By the Book agents of the Methodist Episcopal Church, South, 

in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 



PREFACE. 



The General Conference of 1886, believing that the Hymn Book 
might be made more acceptable to onr people by reducing its size 
and introducing new material, appointed a committee for its revision. 

The labor of the committee was carefully performed, and has pro- 
duced a book of doctrinal soundness and poetic merit, strictly main- 
taining, as in all previous editions of Methodist psalmody, the Wes- 
leyan character of the collection. 

We cannot urge too strongly the vital importance of diffusing in 
the homes of our beloved Methodism the unwasting fragrance of these 
hymns as a daily tribute to Him, all whose "garments smell of myrrh, 
and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces." 

Let our congregations hold the theology which has brought life to 
"myriads, as it is embalmed in these measures. Let our children in 
the Sabbath-school be trained to lisp in advance the melody of the 
skies. Let us render to our Methodism the glory of having furnished 
from its own resources a psalmody unequaled in its rich statement of 
Christian experience through all stages of nascent and perfected life, 
which has become the inspiration of youth and the treasure of age 
with God's people of our own and other Churches; and let us ex- 
clude from pulpit and prayer-room every utterance in song that 
would displace the doctrines and hymns of our Zion. 

The choice hymns of Montgomery, Newton, Cowper, and other an- 
cient and modern poets will be found to have contributed to the clas- 
sic and spiritual value of the book; but to the gifted muse of Charles 
Wesley, the sweet singer of Methodism, is this volume mainly indebt- 
ed for its excellence. 

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PREFACE. 



It has been truly said that " every phase of Christian experience — - 
its gloom, its struggle, its victory, its peace, its joy — finds in a Wes- 
leyan hymn some true Castalian, almost seraphic, utterance. He- 
wrote his poems in a style so immediately available that they rose 
upon the air while the ink was hardly dry; and now, after a century 
and a half, they are sung in every land and in most of the languages 
of the world. They hold the essence of sermons, and serve as the lit- 
urgy of our Churches. Christian hearts can never let them die." 

May they continue to minister to the comfort and salvation of 
countless thousands, and secure a large revenue of praise to the Tri- 
une God! Holland N. McTyeire, 

John C. Keener, 
Alpheus W. Wilson, 
John C. Granbery, 
Kobert K. Hargrove,. 
"William W. Duncan, 
Charles B. Galloway^ 
Eugene E. Hendrix, 
Joseph S. Key. 

January 1, 1889. 



Praise ye the Lord. 

Praise God in his sanctuary: 

Praise him in the firmament of his power. 

Praise him for his mighty acts : 

Praise him according to his excellent greatness. 

Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: 

Praise him with the psaltery and harp. 

Praise him with the timbrel and dance : 

Praise him with stringed instruments and organs. 

Praise him upon the loud cymbals ; 

Praise him upon the high sounding cymbals. 

Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. 

Praise ye the Lord. 

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CONTENTS. 

8ECT10N PART I. PUBLIC WORSHIP. 

I. Being and Perfections of God 1-5/ 

II. Mediation of Christ 58-16& 

III. Offices of the Holy Ghost 167-19!? 

IV. Institutions of Christianity 193-266 

1. The Church 193-214 

f 2. The Ministry 215-232 

3. Baptism 233-238 

4. The Lord's Supper . . 239-252 

5. The Sabbath 253-266- 

V. The Gospel Call 267-307 

VI. Penitential Exercises 308-373 

VII. Christian Experience 374-581 

1. Justification and the New Birth 374-406 

2. Entire Sanctification and Perfect Love 407-451 

3. Duties and Trials 452-581 

VIII. Death and the Future State 582-655 

IX. Special Occasions 656-731 

1. Missions 656-679 

2. The Bible 680-688- 

3. Erection of Churches 689-697 

4. Education of Youth 698-70& 

5. The Seasons 706-719 

6. National Solemnities 720-729 

7. On a Voyage 730-731 

PART II. SOCIAL WORSHIP. 

I. Communion of Saints 732-755* 

II. Prayer ". 756-790 

PART III. DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 

I. The Family 791-817 

II. The Closet 818-842: 

SUPPLEMENT— Miscellaneous 843-918 

DOXOLOGIES 919-929 

PAGES 

CHANTS 499-506> 

Alphabetical Index of Tuxes 507-509' 

Metrical Index of Tunes 510-512 

Index of Tunes in the Supplement 513- 

Index of Subjects 514-543 

Index of First Lines of Stanzas 544-550 

Index of First Lines of Hymns 551-559 

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HYMN AND TUNE BOOK. 



PART I. 
FOR PUBLIC WORSHIP. 



SECTION I. 
BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 



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Come, and thy people bless, 
And give thy word success: 
spirit of holiness, 

On us descend! 

3 Come, holy Comforter. 
Thy sacred witness bear 

In this glad hour: 
Thou who almighty art, 



Now rule in every heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 
Spirit of power ! 

4 To the great One and Three 
Eternal praises he 

Hence — evermore ! 
Tfis sovereign majesty 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore. 

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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 

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2 To praise a Trinity adored 

By all the hosts above; 
And one thrice holy God and Lord 
Through endless ages love. 

3 Triumphant host ! they never cease 

To land and magnify 
The Triune God of holiness, 
Whose glory fills the sky : 

4 Whose glory to this earth extends, 

When God himself imparts, 



And the whole Trinity descends 
Into our faithful hearts. 

5 By faith the upper choir we meet, 

And challenge them to sing 
Jehovah, on his shining seat, 
Our Maker and our King. 

6 But God made flesh is wholly ours, 

And asks our nobler strain : 
The Father of celestial powers, 
The Friend of earth-born man. 

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Thy universe is full of thee, 
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3 Thee, holy Father. Ave confess: 

Thee, holy Son, adore: 



Spirit of truth and holiness, 
We praise thee evermore. 

4 Hail, holy, holy, holy Lord 

(Our heavenly song shall be), 
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In coeternal Three! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; 
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, 
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, 
Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see; 
Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee, 
Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 



4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! 
All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea; 
Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, 
God in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 

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2 One, inexplicably three, 
One, in simplest unity : 
God, incline thy gracious ear, 
Us thy lisping creatures hear. 

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With thy heavenly presence blest ! 
They the heights of glory see, 
Sound the depths of Deity ! 

5 Fain with them our souls would vie ; 
Sink as low, and mount as high ; 
Fall, o'erwhelmed with love, or soar ; 
Shout, or silently adore ! 

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Nor let his mercies lie 
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And without praises die. 

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins; 

'Tis he relieves thy pain; 
'Tis he who heals thy sicknesses, 
And makes thee young again. 



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When ransomed from the grave: 
He, who redeemed my soul from helL, 

Hath sovereign power to save. 
He fills the poor with good; 

He gives the suff'rers rest: 
The Lord hath judgment for the proud. 

And justice for th' oppressed. 

Isaac Watts. 



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2 He formed the deeps unknown, 

He gave the seas their hound; 
The watery worlds are all his own, 
And all the solid ground. 

3 Come, worship at his throne; 

Come, how before the Lord: 
We are his work, and not our own; 
He formed us by his word. 

4 To-day attend his voice, 

Xor dare provoke his rod : 
Come, like the people of his choice, 
And. own your gracious God. 

Isaac Watts. 

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Stand up, and bless the Lord, 

Ye people of his choice; 
Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, 

With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 Though high above all praise, 

Above all blessing high, 
Who would not fear his holy name 
And laud, and magnify ? 

3 O for the living flame 

From his own altar brought, 
To touch our lips — our minds inspire, 
And wing to heaven our thought! 

4 There, with benign regard, 

Our hymns he deigns to hear; 



Though unrevealed to mortal sense 
The spirit feels him near. 

5 God is our strength and song, 
And his salvation ours; 

Then be his love in Christ proclaimed 
With all our ransomed powers. 

6 Stand up, and bless the Lord, 
The Lord your God adore; 

Stand up. and bless his glorious name. 
Henceforth, for evermore. 

James Montgomery. 

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My soul, repeat His praise, 
Whose mercies are so great; 

Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
So ready to abate. 

2 God will not always chide; 
And when his strokes are felt, 

His strokes are fewer than our crimes; 
And lighter than our guilt. 

3 High as the heavens are raised 
Above the ground we tread, 

So far the riches of his grace 
Our highest thoughts exceed. 

4 His power subdues our sins; 
And his forgiving love, 

Far as the east is from the west, 
Doth all our guilt remove. 

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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 



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2 We come, great God, to seek thy face, 

And for thy loving-kindness wait; 
And O how dreadful is this place! 

"Pis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate! 

3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, 

To thee our trembling hearts aspire; 
And lo! we see descend from high 
The pillar and the flame of fire. 



4 Still let it on th' assembly stay, 

And all the house with glory fill; 
To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
And lead us to thy holy hill. 

5 There let us all with Jesus stand, 

And join the general Church above; 
And take our seats at thy right-hand, 
And sing thine everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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The heavens and all the powers on high: 
Thee, holy, holy, holy King, 
Lord God of Hosts, they ever sing. 

3 Th' apostles join the glorious throng; 
The prophets swell th' immortal song; 



The martyrs' noble army raise 
Eternal anthems to thy praise. 
4 From day to day, O Lord, do we 
Highly exalt and honor thee: 
Thy name we worship and adore, 
World without end, for evermore. 
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To form a robe of light divine, 

Ten thousand suns around him shine. 

3 In all our Maker's grand designs. 
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Declare the glory of his name. 
4 Eaised on devotion's lofty wing, 
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; 
And let his praise employ thy tongue, 
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His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, 
A deep where all our thoughtsare drowned . 

3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, 
Who spreads his clouds along the sky ; 
There he prepares the fruitful rain, 
Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 



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He makes the grass the hills adorn; 
He clothes the smiling fields with corn: 
The beasts with food his hands supply, 
And the young ravens when they cry. 
But saints are lovely in his sight, 
He views his children with delight: 
He sees their hope, he knows their fear, 
He looks, and loves his image there. 

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On Israel's God: he made the sky, 

And earth, and seas, with all their train: 
His truth forever stands secure: 
He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor: 

And none shall find his promise vain. 

3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind; 
The Lord supports the fainting mind; 

He sends the lab' ring conscience peace: 



He helps the stranger in distress, 
The wddow and the fatherless, 

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 

I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
And when my voice is lost in death, 

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: 
My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
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2 Before the Saviour's face 

The ransomed nations bow; 
O'erwkelmed at his almighty grace, 

Forever new: 
He shows his prints of love — 

They kindle to a flame! 
And sound through all the worlds above, 

The slaughtered Lamb. 



3 The whole triumphant host 

Give thanks to God on high; 
"Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost," 
They ever cry: 
Hail, Abraham's God, and mine! 

(I join the heavenly lays) 
All might and majesty are thine, 
And endless praise. 

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O sing of his grace, 
■Whose robe is the light, 

Whose canopy space; 
His chariots of wrath 

The deep thunder-clouds form, 
And dark is his path 

On the wings of the storm. 

3 Thy bountiful care 

What tongue can recite? 
It breathes in the air, 

It shines in the light, 
It streams from the hills, 

It descends to the plain, 
And sweetly distills 

In the dew and the rain. 

4 Frail children of dust, 

And feeble as frail, 
In thee do we trust, 

Nor find thee to fail: 
Thy mercies how tender, 

How firm to the end, 
Our Maker, Defender, 

Redeemer, and Friend. 

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1 Ye servants of God, 
Your Master proclaim, 

And publish abroad 
His wonderful name; 

The name all victorious 
Of Jesus extol; 

His kingdom is glorious, 
And rules over all. 

2 God ruleth on high, 
Almighty to save; 

And still he is nigh; 

His presence we have. 
The great congregation 

His triumph shall sing, 
Ascribing salvation 

To Jesus, our King. 

3 Then let us adore, 
And give him his right, 

All glory, and power, 
And wisdom, and might ; 

All honor and blessing, 
With angels above, 

And thanks never ceasing, 
And infinite love. 

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For his mercies aye endure, 
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Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; 

Laws, which never shall be broken, 

For their guidance he hath made. 

3 Praise the Lord! for he is glorious; 

Never shall his promise fail; 
God hath made his saints victorious, 
Sin and death shall not prevail. 

4 Praise the God of our salvation; 

Hosts on high, his power proclaim; 
Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
Laud and magnify his name! 

John Kempthorne. 
25 8s, 7 s. 

1 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; 

Earth is with its fullness stored; 
Unto thee be glory given, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord. 

2 Heaven is still with glory ringing; 

Earth takes up the angels' cry, 
" Holy, holy, holy," singing, 

" Lord of hosts, Lord God most high." 

3 With his seraph train before him, 

With his holy Church below, 



Thus unite we to adore him: 
Bid we thus our anthem flow: 

" Lord, thy glory fills the heaven, 
Earth is with its fullness stored. 

Unto thee be glory given, 
Holy, holy, holy Lord." 

» Richard Mant 

26 8s , 7S . 

1 God is love: his mercy brightens 

All the path in which we rove; 
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens: 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

2 Chance and change are busy ever; 

Man decays, and ages move; 
But his mercy waneth never: 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 

Will his changeless goodness prove; 
From the mist his brightness streameth: 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

4 He with earthly cares entwineth 

Hope and comfort from above; 
Everywhere his glory shineth: 
God is wisdom, God is love. 

John Bowring. 



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3 For the love of God is broader 

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And the heart of the Eternal 
Is most wonderfully kind. 
4 If our faith were but more simple, 
We should take him at his word; 

And our lives would be all sunshine 
In the sweetness of our Lord. 

Frederick William Faber. 



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It withers in an hour. 
4 But thy compassions, Lord, 

To endless years endure; 
And children's children ever find 

Thy words of promise sure. 

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SHIULAND. S. M. BAlroEL STAKLBT . 




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And cry, "Salvation to our God, 
Salvation to the Lamb ! " 

4 Spirit of holiness, 

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Thy sacred energy, and bless 
Thy heart-renewing power. 

5 Eternal. Triune Lord, 
Let all the hosts above, 

Let all the sons of men, record 
And dwell upon thy love. 

6 When heaven and earth are fled 
Before thy glorious face, 

Sing, all the saints thy love hath made. 
Thine everlasting praise! 

Charles Wesley. 

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From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
The Great, the Holy, and the High! 



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Earth from afar hath heard thy fame. 
And worms have learned to lisp thy name ; 
But O! the glories of thy mind 
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind! 
God is in heaven, and men below: 
Be short, our tunes; our words, be few! 
A solemn rev'rence checks our songs, 
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 

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When earth and heaven are fled away. 

5 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, 

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What lives and moves, lives by thy word: 
It lives, and moves, and is from thee! 

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And like a bulwark prove, 
To guard my soul from every ill, 

Secured by sovereign love. 

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6 Thus, till my last expiring day, 

I'll bless my God and King: 
Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
And tune my lips to sing. 

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35 

C. M. Tune, " Lanesboro." 

1 Let every tongue thy goodness speak, 

Thou sovereign Lord of all: 
Thy strength' ning hands uphold the weak, 
And raise the poor that tail. 

2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, 

When virtue lies distressed 
eneath the proud oppressor's frown, 
Thou giv'st the mourner rest. 

3 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel, 

Thou hear'st thy children's cry; 
And their best wishes to fulfill, 
Thy grace is ever nigh. 

4 Thy mercy never shall remove 

From men of heart sincere: 
Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love 
Is joined with holy fear. 



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5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, 
And spread thy fame abroad: 
Let all the sons of Adam raise 
The honors of their God. 

Isaac Watts. 

36 

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1 Blest be our everlasting Lord, 

Our Father. God, and King! 
Thy sovereign goodness we record, 
Thy glorious power we sing. 

2 Thou hast on us the grace bestowed, 

Thy greatness to proclaim; 
And therefore now we thank our God, 
And praise thy glorious name. 

3 Thy glorious name, and nature's powers, 

Thou dost to us make known; 
And all the Deity is ours, 
Through thy incarnate Son. 

Charles Wesley. 
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Description far below; 
Nor man, nor angel's heart conceives 

How deep thy mercies flow: 
Thy love is most unsearchable, 

And dazzles all above: 
They gaze, but cannot count or tell 

The treasures of thy love! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Soon as the evening shades prevail. 
The moon takes up the wondrous tale; 
And nightly, to the listening earth, 
Repeats the story of her birth: 
While all the stars that round her bum, 
And all the planets in their turn, 
Confirm the tidings, as they roll, 
And spread the truth from pole to pole. 



5 What though, in solemn silence, all 
Move round the dark, terrestrial ball? 
What though no real voice, nor sound, 
Amid the radiant orbs be ibund? 
In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
And utter forth a glorious voice, 
For ever singing as they shine, 

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The Lord of hosts, the King of kings; 
Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud, 
And seraphs shout the Triune God ; 
And ''Holv. holv. holv," cry, 

11 Thy glory fills both earth and sky!" 

3 Father of endless majesty, 

All might and love we render thee: 
Thy true and only Son adore, 
The same in dignity and power; 
And God the Holy Ghost declare, 
The saints' eternal Comforter. 

Charles Wesley. 

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I The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
And feed me with a shepherd's care; 
His presence shall my wants supply, 
And guard me with a watchful eye: 
My noonday walks he shall attend, 
And all my midnight hours defend. 



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When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
Or on the thirsty mountain pant, 
To fertile vales and dewy meads, 
My weary, wand&ring steps he leads, 
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
Amid the verdant landscape flow. 

Though in a bare and rugged way, 
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; 
The barren wilderness shall smile, 
With sudden greens and herbage crowned, 
And streams shall murmur all around. 



4 Though in the paths of death I tread. 
With gloomy horrors overspread. 
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill. 
For thou, U Lord, art with me still; 
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid. 
And guide me through the dreadful shade, 

Joseph Addison. 



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And graciously thine arm of power 

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And thou, O ever gracious Lord, 

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If, meekly hearkening to thy word, 

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Set up instead of thee. 

5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, 

Thy faithful people bless; 
For them shall earth its stores afford, 
T And heaven its happiness. 

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3 Part of thy name divinely stands, 

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They show the labor of thy hands, 
Or impress of thy feet. 

4 But when we view thy strange design 

To save rebellious worms, 



Where vengeance and compassion join 
In their divinest forms. 

5 Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe; 

We love and w r e adore: 
The first archangel never saw 
So much of God before. 

6 Here the whole Deity is known, 

Nor dares a creature guess 
Which of ihe glories brighter shone, 
The justice or the grace. 

Isaac Wattt. 



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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 

MANOAH. C. M. 



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He treasures up his bright designs, 
And works his sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace: 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour: 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain: 
God is his own interpreter, 
And he will make it plain. 

William Coivper. 

44 c. m. 

1 Since all the varying scenes of time 
God's watchful eye surveys, 
O who so wise to choose our lot, 
Or to appoint our ways ! 



^|KxOod when he gives — supremely good — 
* Nor less when he denies: 
E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, 
Are blessings in disguise. 

3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 
So constant and so kind? 
To his unerring, gracious will 
Be every wish resigned. 

James Hervey. 

45 c. m. 

1 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea ; 

Thy paths we cannot trace, 

Nor comprehend the mystery 

Of thine unbounded grace. 

2 As through a glass, we dimly see 

The wonders of thy love; 
^How little do we know of thee, 
Or of the joys above! 

3 'Tis but in part we know thy will; 

We bless thee for the sight: 
Soon wdll thy love the rest reveal, 
In glory's clearer light. 

4 With rapture shall we then survey 

Thy providence and grace ; 
And spend an everlasting day 
In wonder, love, and praise. 

John Faivcett. 



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And all thy grace declare. 
Thy goodness and thy truth to me, 

To every soul, ahound: 
A vast, unfathomable sea, 

"Where all our thoughts are drowned. 
Its streams the whole creation reach, 

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Enough for evermore. 

5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are! 

A rock that cannot move: 
A thousand promises declare 
Thy constancy of love. 

6 Throughout the universe it reigns, 

Unalterably sure; 
And while the truth of God remains, 
His goodness must endure. 

Charles Wesley. 

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Thy ruling providence I see : 
Assist me still my course to run, 

And still direct my paths to thee. 
Whither, O whither should I fly, 

But to my loving Saviour's breast ? 
Secure within thine arms to lie, 

And safe beneath thy wings to rest. 



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I have no skill the snare to shun, 

But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art ! 
I ever into ruin run, 

But thou art greater than my heart. 
Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 

Lead me a way I have not known : 
Bring me where I my heaven may find, 

The heaven of loving thee alone. 

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Ask, and receive in Jesus' name. 

3 Without reserve give Christ your heart; 
Let him his righteousness impart; 



Then all things else he'll freely give; 
With him you all things shall receive. 

4 Thus shall the soul be truly blest, 
That seeks in God his only rest; 
May I that happy person be, 
In time and in eternity. 

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2 Forever firm thy justice stands, 

As mountains their foundations keep; 
Wise are the wonders of thy hands, 
Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 

3 Thy providence is kind and large, 

Both man and beast thy bounty share: 
The whole creation is thy charge, 
But saints are thy peculiar care. 



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Whence all our hope and comfort springs: 
The sons of Adam in distress 
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 

5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, 

Springs from the presence of the Lord; 
And in thy light our souls shall see 
The glories promised in thy word. 



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Before thy throne we sinners hend; 
To us thy saving grace extend. 

3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 

The soul is raised from sin and death, 



Before thy throne we sinners bend; 
To us thy quick' ning power extend. 
4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son, 

Mysterious Godhead! Three in One! 
Before thy throne we sinners bend ; 
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. 

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In distant peals it dies: 

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And sweeps the howling skies. 

5 Ye nations, bend — in rev'rence bend: 
Ye monarchs, wait his nod; 

And bid the choral song ascend 
To celebrate our God. 

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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 



52 

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Great God, to me the sight afford 

To him of old allowed ; 
And let my faith behold its Lord, 

Descending in a cloud ! 

In that revealing Spirit come, 
Thine attributes proclaim; 

And to my inmost soul make known 
The glories of thy name. 

Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore 
Who gav'st my soul to be! 



Fountain of being and of power, 
And great in majesty. 

The Lord, the mighty God, thou art; 

But let me rather prove 
That name inspoken to my heart, 

That fav'rite name of Love. 

Merciful God, thyself proclaim 

In this polluted breast: 
Mercy is thy distinguished name, 

And suits the sinner best. 

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That fades with morning's earliest beam, 

And fills the musing mind no more. 

4 ro us, O Lord, the wisdom give 

Each passing moment so to spend, 
That we at length with thee may live 

Where life and bliss shall never end. 
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54 L . M. 

1 Holy as thou, O Lord, is none! 
Thy holiness is all thy own: 

A drop of that unbounded sea 
Is ours — a drop derived from thee. 

2 And when thy purity we share, 
Thy only glory we declare: 
And, humbled into nothing, own 
Holy and pure is God alone. 

3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
By all thy heavenly hosts adored, 
Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
And own thy peerless majesty. 

Charles Wesiey. 



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BEING AND PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 

OLD HUNDRED. L. M. 



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He brought us to his fold again. 

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High as the heavens our voices raise; 
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, 
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 

4 Wide as the world is thy command ; 

Vast as eternity thy love; 
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
When rolling years shall cease to move. 

Isaac Watts. 
56 L. M. 

1 Eternal depth of love divine, 

In Jesus, God with us, displayed, 
How bright thy beaming glories shine! 
How wide thy healingstreamsare spread! 

2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell ? 

Sinners, a vile and thankless race: 
O God! what tongue aright can tell 

How vast thy love, how great thy grace ? 

3 The dictates of thy sovereign will 

With joy our grateful hearts receive: 
All thy delight in us fulfil: 
Lo! all we are to thee we give. 

4 To thy sure love, thy tender care, 

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O fix thy sacred presence there, 
And seal th' abode forever thine! 

5 O King of glory, thy rich grace 

Our feeble thought surpasses far; 
Yea, e'en our crimes, though numberless, 
Less numerous than thy mercies are. 

6 Still, Lord, thy saving health display 

And arm our souls with heavenly zeal: 
So fearless shall we urge our way 

Through all the powers of earth and hell. 

Count Zinzendorf. Tr. by John Wesley. 
57 L. M. 

1 Parent of good! thy bounteous hand 

Incessant benefits distills; 
And all in air, or sea, or land, 

With plenteous food and gladness fills. 

2 Each evening shows thy tender love, 

Each rising morn thy plenteous grace: 
Thy wakened wrath doth slowly move, 
Thy willing mercy flies apace! 

3 To thy benign, indulgent care, 

Father, this light, this breath, we ow»; 
And all we have, and all we are, 

From thee, great Source of being, flow. 

4 Thrice Holy! thine the kingdom is, 

The power omnipotent is thine; 
And when created nature dies, 
Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 

Ernest Lange. Tr. by John Wesley. 



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MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 




CHRISTMAS. C. M. 



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The gates of brass before him burst; 
The iron fetters yield! 

3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray; 
And on the eyeballs of the blind 
To pour celestial day. 

4 He comes the broken heart to bind, 

The bleeding soul to cure; 
And, with the treasures of his grace, 
T' enrich the humble poor. 



5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 
Thy welcome shall proclaim; 
And heaven's eternal arches ring 
With thy beloved name. 



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Let men their songs employ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
plains, 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground: 
He comes to make his blessings flow, 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace : 

And makes the nations prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

Isaac Watts. 
60 C. M. 

1 Mortals, awake, with angels join, 
And chant the solemn lay: 
Joy, love, and gratitude combine 
To hail th' auspicious day. 



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2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, 

And sweet seraphic fire 
Through all the shining legions ran, 
And strung and tuned the lyre. 

3 Swift through the vast expanse it fiew T 

And loud the echo rolled: 
The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 
'T was more than heaven could hold. 

4 Down through the portals of the sky 

Th' impetuous torrent ran; 
And angels flew with eager joy 
To bear the news to man. 

5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 

"Glory to God on high! 
Good -will and peace are now complete: 
Jesus was born to die. ' ' 

6 Hail, Prince of life, forever hail! 

Redeemer, brother, friend! 
Though earth and time and life shall fail, 
Thy praise shall never end. 

Samuel Medley. 




MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 

ST. ANNS. C. M. 
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"To you, in David's town, this day, 

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The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; 

And this shall be the sign: 
" The heavenly babe you there shall find 

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Thus spoke the seraph, and forthwith . 

Appeared a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God on high, 

And thus addressed their song: 
'All glory be to God on high, 

And to the earth be peace: 
Good- will henceforth, from heaven to men, 

Begin and never cease. ' ' 

Nahum late. 
L. M, LOWELL MASON. 




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2 Praise him, extolled above all height, 
"Who doth in worthless worms delight: 
God reconciled in Christ confess, 
Your present and eternal peace. 

3 From Jesus, manifest below, 
Rivers of pure salvation flow, 



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And pour on man's distinguished race 
Their everlasting streams of grace. 
4 Sing, every soul of Adam's line, 
The fav'rite attribute Divine, 
Ascribing, with the hosts above, 
All glory to the God of love. 

Charles Wezley. 



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2 Christ, by highest heaven adored, 
Christ, the everlasting Lord : 
Late in time behold him come. 
Offspring of a virgin's womb. 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, 
Hail tli" incarnate Deity! 
Pleased as man with men t' appear, 
Jesus our Immanuel here. 

3 Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace! 
Hail the Sun of righteousness! 
Light and life to all he brings. 
Risen with healing in his wings: 



Mild lie lays his glory by, 
Born that man no more may die; 
Born to raise the sons of earth ; 
Born to give them second birth. 

Come, Desire of nations, come! 
Fix in us thy humble home: 
Rise, the woman's conq'ring Seed, 
Bruise in us the serpent's head; 
Adam's likeness now efface, 
Stamp thine image in its place: 
Second Adam from above, 
Reinstate us in thy love. 

Charles Wesley. 



LOWELL MASON. 



ZEEAH. C. M. 

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For evermore adored; 
The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
The great and mighty Lord. 

3 His power, increasing, still shall spread ; 

His reign no end shall know ; 
Justice shall guard his throne above, 
And peace abound below. 

4 To us a Child of hope is born, 

To us a Son is given; 
The Wonderful, the Counselor, 
The mighty Lord of heaven. 

John Morrison. 



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1 Salvation, O the joyful sound! 

'Tis pleasure to our ears: 
A sov'reign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 

At hell's dark door we lay; 
But we arise by grace Divine 
To see a heavenly day. 

3 Salvation! let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around, 

While all the armies of the sky 

Conspire to raise the sound. 

Isaac Watts. 



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And to the world thy goodness tell, 
And to thy glory live. 

3 Jesus, the holy child, 

Doth, by his birth, declare 
That God and man are reconciled, 
And one in him we are. 

4 A peace on earth he brings, 

Which never more shall end: 



The Lord of hosts, the King of kings. 
Declares himself our friend. 

5 His kingdom from above 

He doth to us impart, 
And pure benevolence and love 
O'erflow the faithful heart. 

6 Changed in a moment, we 

The sweet attraction find, 
With open arms of charity 
Embracing all mankind. 

Charles Wesley. 



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3 All praise to thee, eternal Lord, 

Clothed in the garb of flesh and blood ; 
Choosing a manger for thy throne, 
While worlds on worlds are thine alone. 

3 A little Child, thou art our guest, 
That weary ones in thee may rest; 
Forlorn and lowly is thy birth, 
That we may rise to heaven from earth. 



Were earth a thousand times as fair, 
Beset with gold and jewels rare, 
She yet were far too poor to be 
A narrow cradle, Lord, for thee. 

Ah, blessed Jesus, holy Child, 
Make thee a bed, soft, undeiiled, 
Within my heart, that it may be 
A quiet chamber kept for thee. 

Martin Luther. Tr. hy A. T. Russell (At.) 



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Glory be to God most high ! 

3 ' ' Peace on earth, good- will from heaven, 

Beaching far as man is found: 
Souls redeemed and sins forgiven; 
Loud our golden harps shall sound. 



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Christ is born, the great Anointed; 

Heaven and earth his praises sing; 
O receive whom God appointed, 

For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 

Hasten, mortals, to adore him: 

Learn his name, and taste his joy ; 

Till in heaven ye sing before him, 
' Glory be to God most high!' " 

John Cawood. 



MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 

TRURO. L. M. 



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From every host, from every gem ; 
But oue alone the Saviour speaks, 
It is the Star of Bethlehem. 

3 It is my guide, my light, my all ; 

It bids my dark forebodings cease ; 
And, through life's storm and danger's 
It leads me to the port of peace, [thrall, 

4 Thus, safely moored, my perils o'er, 

I'll sing, first in night's diadem, 
Forever, and for evermore, 

The Star!— the Star of Bethlehem! 

Henry Kirke White. 
70 L. M. 

1 To us a child, of royal birth, 

Heir of the promises, is given : 



Th' Invisible appears on earth, 

The Son of man, the God of heaven. 

2 A Saviour born, in love supreme 

He comes, our fallen souls to raise: 
He comes, his people to redeem, 
"With all his plenitude of grace. 

3 The Christ, by raptured seers foretold, 

Filled with th' eternal Spirit's powev, 
Prophet, and Priest, and King, behold, 
And Lord of all the worlds adore. 

4 The Lord of hosts, the God most high, 

Who quits his throne on earth to live, 
With joy we welcome from the sky, 
With faith into our hearts receive. 

Charles Wesley, 



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2 .Mercy and Truth, that long were missed, 

Now joyfully are met; 

Sweet Peace and Righteousness have 
Arid hand in hand are set. [kissed, 

3 The nations all whom thou hast made 

Shall come, and all shall frame 
To how them low before thee, Lord, 
And glorify thy name. 



4 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, 

Shall bud and blossom then, 
And Justice, from her heavenly bower, 
Look down on mortal men. 

5 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God! 

Thee honor and adore 
With my whole heart; and blaze abroad 
Thy name for evermore! 

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Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 

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Odors of Edom, and off 'rings divine? 
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the 
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Myrrh from the forest, and gold from 
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Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor! 

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2 Shepherds, in the field abiding, 

Watching o'er your flocks by night, 
God with man is now residing; 

Yonder shines the infant light: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

3 Sages, leave your contemplations, 

Brighter visions beam afar; 
Seek the great Desire of nations; 

Ye have seen his natal star: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 



4 Saints, before the altar bending, 

Watching long in hope and fear, 
Suddenly the Lord, descending, 

In his temple shall appear: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

5 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 

Doomed for guilt to endless pains, 
Justice now revokes the sentence, 

Mercy calls you — break your chains: 
Come and worship, 
Worship Christ, the newborn King. 

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Come, all ye weary ones, and rest: " 
Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, 
Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 

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O for grace our hearts to soften ! 

Teach us, Lord, at length, to love ; 
"We, alas ! forget too often 

What a friend we have above. 

John Ne-wton. 



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May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 

And the Father's boundless love, 
With the Holy Spirit's favor, 

Rest upon us from above ! 
Thus may we abide in union 

With each other and the Lord ; 
And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth cannot afford. 

John Newton- 



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ROCKINGHAM. L. M, 



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At his almighty Father's side. 

3 Power and dominion are his due 

Who stood condemn' d at Pilate's bar; 
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, [here. 

Though he was charged with madness 

4 All riches are his native right, 

Yet he sustained amazing loss; 
To him ascribe eternal might, 

Who left his weakness on the cross. 

5 Honor immortal must be paid, 

Instead of scandal and of scorn; 
While glory shines around his head, 
And a bright crown without a thorn. 

6 Blessings forever on the Lamb, 

Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain: 
Let angels sound his sacred name, 
And ev'ry creature say, Amen! 

Isaac Watts. 



77 L. M. 

1 Behold the blind their sight receive! 
Behold the dead awake and live! 

The dumb speak wonders! and the lame 
Leap like the hart, and bless his name! 

2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own, 
And seal the mission of the Son; 



The Father vindicates his cause, 
While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 

3 He dies! the heavens in mourning stood! 
He rises — and appears a God! 

Behold the Lord ascending high, 
No more to bleed, no more to die. 

4 Hence, and forever, from my heart 
I bid my doubts and fears depart; 
And to those hands my soul resign, 
Which bear credentials so divine. 

Isaac Watts. 



78 L. M. 

1 Now to the Lord a noble song ! 
Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue; 
Hosanna to th' Eternal Name, 
And all his boundless love proclaim. 

2 See, where it shines in Jesus' face, 
The brightest image of his grace: 
God, in the person of his Son, 
Has all his mightiest works outdone. 

3 Grace! 'tis a sweet, a charming theme: 
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound; 

Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground! 

4 O may I reach the happy place 
Where he unveils his lovely face! 
Where all his beauties you beholl, 
And sing his name to harps of gold. 

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1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, 
j read my duty iu thy word; 
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Drawn out iu living characters. 

H Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, 
Such def rence to thy Father's will, 
Such love, and meekness so divine, 
I would transcrihe, and make them mine. 



3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, 
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer: 
The desert thy temptations knew, 
Thy conflict, and thy vict'ry too. 

4 Be thou my pattern: make me bear 
More of thy gracious image here; 

Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, 
Among the foll'wers of the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts. 



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The transient pain and strife, 
Upraised by an immortal power — 
The power of endless life. 

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And watch thy glistering raiment glow 
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Gazing on that transfigured face. 



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When darkling in the depths of nighty 
When dazzled with excess of light, 
We bow before the heavenly voice 
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Though love wax cold, and faith be dim, 

"This is my Son, O hear ye him. " 

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To nobler visions long to rise ; 
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Where all thy saints around thee shine. 

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But lo! what sudden joys we see! 
Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 

4 The rising God forsakes the tomb; 

Up to his Father's courts he flies; 
Cherubic legions guard him home, 
And shout him welcome to the skies' 

5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 

How high your great Deliv'rer reigns: 
Sing how he spoiled the hosts of hell, 
And led the monster death in chains! 

6 Say, "Live forever, wondrous King! 

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Then ask the monster,"Where'sthysting?" 
And, "Where's thy vict'ry, boasting 
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89 L. M. 

1 Ye that pass by, behold the Man! 

The Man of griefs, condemned for you! 



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Weeping to Calvary pursue' 



2 See there, his temples crowned with thorn ! 

His bleeding hands extended wide! 

His streaming feet transfixed and torn! 

The fountain gushing from his side! 

3 Where is the King of glory now, 

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Th' Immortal hangs his languid brow: 
Th' Almighty faints beneath his load ! 



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Convulsed while her Creator died: 
O let my inmost nature shake, 
And die with Jesus crucified ! 



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Their horrors to the upper skies: 

O that my soul might burst the shade, 
And, quickened by thy death, Arise \ 



The rocks could feel thy powerful death, 
And tremble, and asunder part: 

O rend with thine expiring breath 
The harder marble of my heart ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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With tears of humblest love! 
Sing, for Jesus is gone up, 

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Lives our Head to die no more, 

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By the lifeless body laid 
In the chamber of the dead. 
Crucified! we know thee now — 
Son of man! 'tis thou! 'tis thou! 
Bound upon th' accursed tree 
Dread and awful, who is he ? 
By the spoiled and empty grave, 
By the souls he died to save. 
By the conquest he hath won. 
By the saints before his throne. 
By the rainbow round his brow — 
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Henry Hart Miltnan. 



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AVON. C. M. 



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' ' Receive my soul ! " he cries : 



See where he bows his sacred head! 
He bows his head, and dies! 

4 But soon he ' 11 break death ' s envious chain. 
And in full glory shine: 
O Lamb of God, was ever pain, 
Was ever love, like thine ! 

Samtul Wesley, Sr. 



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O may we ever cleave to thee. 
And thou shalt our salvation be ! 

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Come, see, ye worms, your Maker die, 
And say, was ever grief like his? 

Come, feel with me his blood applied: 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified — 

Is crucified for me and you, 

To bring us rebels back to God: 

Believe, believe the record true, 

Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood ; 

Pardon for all flows from his side ; 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

Then let us sit beneath his cross, 

And gladly catch the healing stream : 

All things for him account but loss, 
And give up all our hearts to him : 

Of nothing think or speak beside, 

My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 

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WOULD Jesus have the sinner die ? 

Why hangs he then on yonder tree? 
What means that strange expiring cry? 

(Sinners, he prays for you and me) ; 
" Forgive them, Father. O forgive. 
They know not that by me they live ! " 



Jesus, descended from above, 
Our loss of Eden to retrieve, 

Great God of universal love, 

If all the world through thee may live. 

In us a quick 'ning spirit be, 

And witness thou hast died for me. 



3 Thou loving, all-atoning Lamb, 
Thee — by thy painful agony, 
Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame. 

Thy cross and passion on the tree, 
Thy precious death and life — I pray, 
Take all, take all my sins away. 



O let me kiss thy bleeding feet, 

And bathe andwash them with my tears j: 
The story of thy love repeat 

In every drooping sinner's ears; 
That all may hear the quick 'ning sound ;j 
Since I, e'en I, have mercy found. 



O let thy love my heart constrain, 
Thy love for every sinner free ; 

That every fallen son of man 

May taste the grace that found out me y 

That all mankind with me may prove 

Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Stripes, and scoffs, and insults offered, 

His fond mother saw the whole : 
Never from the scene retiring, 
Till he bowed his head expiring, 

And to God breathed out his soul. 



But we have no need to borrow 
Motives from the mother's sorrow, 

At our Saviour's cross to mourn. 
'Twas our sins brought him from heaven; 
These the cruel nails had driven : 

All his griefs for us were borne. 



When no eye its pity gave us, 
When there was no arm to save us, 

He his love and power displayed : 
By his stripes he wrought our healing, 
By his death, our life revealing, 

He for us the ransom paid. 



5 Jesus, may thy love constrain us, 
That from sin we may refrain us, 

In thy griefs may deeply grieve : 
Thee our best affections giving, 
To thy glory ever living, 

May we in thy glory live. 

Jacoponi da Todi. 
Tr. by James Waddell Alexander. 

99 8, 8, 7. D. 

1 From the cross the blood is falling, 
And to us a voice is calling, 

Like a trumpet silver clear : 
"Tis the voice announcing pardon — 
It is finished, is its burden, — 

Pardon to the far and near. 

2 Peace that glorious blood is sealing, 
All our wounds forever healing, 

And removing every load; 
Words of peace that voice has spoken, 
Peace that shall no more be broken, 

Peace between mankind and God. 

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3 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, 

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And love, with softest pity joined. 
For those that trample on thy blood ! 

4 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, 
O'erflow my eyes, andheavemybreast, 
Till loose from flesh and earth I rise, 
And ever in thy bosom rest. 

Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley. 
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Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, 
Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 

3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 

Light and love upon my way, 
From the cross the radiance streaming 
Adds more luster to the day. 



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By the cross are sanctified ; 
Peace is there, that knows no measure, 
Joys that through all time abide. 

5 In the cross of Christ I glory. 

Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
All the light of sacred story 

Gathers round its head sublime. 

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Did e'er such love and sorrow meet? 
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 

That were a present far too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

Isaac Watts. 

103 L M 

1 'Tis finished! The Messiah dies, 
Cut off for sins, but not his own! 
Accomplished is the sacrifice, 

The great redeeming work is done. 



2 'Tis finished! All the debt is paid; 

Justice Divine is satisfied; 
The grand and full atonement made: 
Christ for a guilty world hath died. 

3 The veil is rent in Christ alone ; 

The living; way to heaven is seen: 
The middle wall is broken down, 
And all mankind may enter in. 

4 The types and figures are fulfilled ; 

Exacted is the legal pain; 
The precious promises are sealed: 
The spotless Lamb of God is slain. 

5 Death, hell, and sin, are now subdued; 

All grace is now to sinners given; 
And lo! I plead th' atoning blood, 
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Tabor's glorious steep I climb, 
In the too transporting light, 
Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 

3 When on Calvary I rest, 
God, in flesh made manifest, 
Shines in my Eedeemer's face. 
Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 

4 Here I would forever stay, 
Weep and gaze my soul away ; 
Thou art heaven on earth to me, 
Lovely, mournful Calvary. 

James Montgomery. 
105 7s. Tune, "Aletta." 

1 Sons of God, triumphant rise, 
Shout th' accomplished sacrifice! 



Shout your sins in Christ forgiven, 
Sons of God, and heirs of heaven! 

2 Ye that round our altars throng, 
List'ning angels, join the song: 
Sing with us, ye heavenly powers, 
Pardon, grace, and glory, ours ! 

3 Love's mysterious work is done: 
Greet we now th' atoning Son: 
Healed and quickened by his blood, 
Joined to Christ, and one with God. 

4 Him by faith we taste below, 
Mightier joys ordained to know, 
When his utmost grace we prove, 
Rise to heaven by perfect love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee on thy throne, 
Rock of agee, cleft for me, 
Let me hide myself in thee. 

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5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 

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When this poor lisping, stamm'xing, 
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On Jewish altars slain. 
Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
Or wash away the stain. 



2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 

Takes all our sins away ; 
A sacrifice of nobler name 
And richer blood than they. 

3 My faith would lay her hand 

On that dear head of thine, 
While like a penitent I stand, 
And there confess my sin. 

Isaac Watts. 



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4 'Tis midnight : and from ether-plains 
Is borne the song that angels know ; 
3 ! Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt Unheard by mortals are the strains 

The Man of sorrows weeps in blood ; That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. 

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Charles Wesley. 
112 L.M. 

1 O thou whose off ring on the tree 

The legal off" 'rings all foreshowed, 
Borrowed their whole effect from thee, 
• And drew their virtue from thy blood : 

2 The blood of goats and bullocks slain 

Could never for one sin atone : 
To purge the guilty off 'rer's stain, 
Thine was the work, and thine alone. 

3 Vain in themselves their duties were, 

Their services could never please, 

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The merits of thy righteousness. 

4 Forward they cast a faithful look 

On thy approaching sacrifice; 
And thence their pleasing savor took, 
And rose accepted in the skies. 

5 Those feeble types and shadows old 

Are all in thee, the Truth, fulfilled: 
We in thy sacrifice behold 

The substance of those rites revealed. 

6 Thy meritorious suff' rings past, 

We see, by faith, to us brought back; 
And on thy grand oblation cast, 
Its saving benefits partake. 

Charles Wesley. 



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'It is finished!" O what pleasure 
Do these precious words afford ! 

Heavenly blessings, without measure, 
Flow to us from Christ the Lord : 

" It is finished ! " 
Saints, the dying words record. 



3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; 
Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
All on earth, and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Immanuel's name ; 

Hallelujah! 
Glory to the bleediug Lamb. 

Jonathan Evans 



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Thus cold in death that bosom lay, 
Which throbbed and bled for you. 

3 But raise your eyes, and tune your songs; 

The Saviour lives again : 
Not all the bolts and bars of death 
The Conqu'ror could detain. 

4 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears 

His once dishonored head ; 
And through unnumbered years he reigns, 
Who dwelt araoM the dead. 



5 With joy like his shall every saint 
His empty tomb survey ; " 
Then rise with his ascending Lord, 
Through all his shining way. 

Philip Doddridge. 



115 C. M. 

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To set in blood no more: 
Adore the Scatt'rer of your fears, 
Your rising Sun adore. 



2 The saints, when he resigned his breath 7 

Unclosed their sleeping eyes : 
He breaks again the bands of death, 
Again the dead arise. 

3 Alone the dreadful race he ran, 

Alone the wine-press trod: 
He dies and suffers as a man, 
He rises as a God. 



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Forbid an early rise 
To him who breaks the gates of hell, 
And opens paradise. 

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The joyful tidings hear. 

4 Then wake your golden lyres, 

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Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs, 
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He lives, to help in time of need. 

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He lives, and I shall concfuer death ; 
He lives, my mansion to prepare ; 

He lives, to bring me safely there. 

4 He lives, all glory to his name ; 

He lives, my Saviour, still the same ; 
What joy the blest assurance gives, 
I know that my Redeemer lives! . 

Samuel Medley 

119 L.M. 

1 Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know, 

If risen indeed with him ye are, 
Superior to the joys below, 

His resurrection's power declare. 

2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, 

By actions show your sins forgiven! 



And seek the glorious things above, 
And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven. 

3 There your exalted Saviour see, 

Seated at God's right-hand again, 
In all his Father's majesty, 
In everlasting pomp, to reign. 

4 To him continually aspire, 

Contending for your native place ; 
And emulate the angel-choir, 
And only live to love and praise. 

5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 

Ye nothing seek or want beside : 
Dead to the world and sin ye live ; 
Your creature-love is crucified. 

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Deep in the Father's bosom lies ; 
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Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 

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And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 

3 How bright the triumph none can tell, 
When the rebellious powers of hell, 
That thousand souls had captives made, 
Were all in chains, like captives, led. 

4 Raised by his Father to the throne, 
He sent the promised Spirit down, 
With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
That God might dwell on earth again. 

Isaac Watts. 
121 L. M. 

1 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; 

Our Jesus is gone up on high! 
The powers of hell are captive led, 
Dragged to the portals of the sky. 

2 There his triumphal chariot waits, 

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The Lord that all our foes o'ercame, 

The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; 
And Jesus is the conqu'rors name. 

5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, 
And angels chant the solemn lay : 

Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; 
Ye everlasting doors, give way. 

6 Who is the King of glory ? Who? 
The Lord, of glorious power possessed ; 

The King of saints and angels too, 
God over all forever blessed. 

Charles Wesley. 

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2 Though raised to a superior throne, 

Where angels bow around, 
And high o'er all the shining train 
With matchless honors crowned, 

3 The names of all his saints he hears, 

Deep graven on his heart ; 
Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
That he hath lost his part. 

4 Those characters shall fair abide, 

Out everlasting trust. 
When gems, and monuments, and crowns, 
Are moldered down to dust. 

5 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast 

May thy dear name be worn, 
A sacred ornament and guard. 
To endless ages borne. 

Philip Doddridge. 

123 c m 

1 With joy we meditate the grace 
Of our High-Priest above : 



His heart is made of tenderness, 
His bowels melt with love. 

2 Touched with a sympathy within, 

He knows our feeble frame : 
He knows what sore temptations mean, 
For he hath felt the same. 

3 He in the days of feeble flesh 

Poured out strong cries and tears ; 
And in his measure feels afresh 
What every member bears. 

4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 

But raise it to a flame: 
The bruised reed he never breaks. 
Not scorns the meanest name. 

5 Then let our humble faith address 

Kis mercy and his power : 
We shall obtain deli v' ring grace 
In the distressing hour. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Thy years. O God, CED never fail; 
Thy goodness is unchangeable. 

3 O that our faith may never move. 
But stand unshaken as thy love: 
Sure evidence of things unseen. 
Now let it pass the years between, 
And view thee bleeding on the tree. 
My God. who dies for me, for me! 

Charles Wesley. 



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1 Before the throne my Saviour stands, 

My Friend and Advocate appears : 
My name is graven on his hands, 

And him the Father always hears ; 
While low at Jesus' cross I bow, 
He hears the blood of sprinkling now. 

2 This instant now I may receive 

The answer of his powerful prayer : 
This instant now by him I live. 

His prevalence with God declare; 
A nd soon my spirit, in his hands, 
Shall stand where my Forerunner stands 

Charles Wesley. 



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Wide unfold the radiant scene : 
Take the King of glory in! " 

3 Circled round with angel powers, 
Their triumphant Lord and ours, 
Conqu'ror over death and sin — 
Take the King of glory in! 

4 Him though highest heaven receives, 
Still he loves the earth he leaves ; 
Though returning to his throne, 
Still he calls mankind his own. 

5 See, he lifts his hands ahove! 
See, he shows the prints of love! 
Hark, his gracious lips bestow 
Blessings on his Church below. 

Charles Wesley. 

127 

1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day! 
Sons of men and angels say : 
Raise your joys and triumphs high! 
Sing, ye heavens — thou earth, reply. 

2 Love's redeeming work is done — 
Fought the fight, the battle won : 
Lo! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 

Lo! he sets in blood no more. 

3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal — 
Christ hath burst the gates of hell : 



Death in vain forbids his rise : 
Christ hath opened paradise. 

4 Lives again our glorious King! 
"Where, O death! is now thy sting?" 

Once he died our souls to save: 
"Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?" 

5 Soar we now where Christ has led 
Foil 'wing our exalted Head : 
Made like him , like him we rise — 
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 

128 

1 Earth, rejoice, our Lord is King! 
Sons of men, his praises sing ; 
Sing ye in triumphant strains, 
Jesus our Messiah reigns! 

2 Angels and archangels join, 
All triumphantly combine; 
All in Jesus' praise agree, 
Carrying on his victory. 

3 Though the sons of night blaspheme, 
More there are with us than them : 
God with us, we cannot fear — 
Fear, ye fiends, for Christ is here! 

4 Lo! to faith's enlightened sight 
All the mountain flames with light : 
Hell is nigh, but God is nigher, 
Circling us with hosts of fire. 

70 Charles Wesley 



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Opened is the gate of heaven ; 

Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 

3 Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, 

There forever to abide! 
All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 
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There thou dost our place prepare ; 

Ever for ns interceding, 
Till in glory we appear. 

4 "Worship, honor, power, and blessing, 

Thou art worthy to receive : 
Loudest praises, without ceasing, 

Meet it is for us to give : 
Help, ye bright angelic spirits. 

Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; 
Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; 

Help to chant Imraanuel's praise. 

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5 One with thyself, may every eye 

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They reign with him above ; 
Their profit and their joy to know 
The myst'ry of his love. 



6 To them the cross is life and health, 
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Hail him, who saves you by his grace, 
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The wormwood and the gall : 
Go, spread your trophies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Let ever 1 ,' kindred, every tribe 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

•5 O that, with yonder sacred throng, 
We at his feet may fall! 
We'll join the everlasting song, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

Edward Perronet. 



133 c. m. 

1 How great the wisdom, power, and grace 

Which in redemption shine! 
The heavenly host with joy confess 
The work is all Divine. 

2 Before his feet they cast their crowns — 

Those crowns which Jesus gave — 
And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, 
Proclaim his power to save. 

3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, 

The suff 'rings which he bore — 
How low he stooped, how high he rose, 
And rose to stoop no more. 

4 O let them still their voices raise, 

And still their songs renew : 
Salvation well deserves the praise 
Of men and angels too! 

Benjamin Beddomt. 



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When he had purged our stains, 

He took his seat above : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules o'er earth and heaven ; 
The keys of death and hell 

Are to our Jesus given : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 



4 He sits at God's right-hand 

Till all his foes submit, 
And bow to his command, 

And fall beneath his feet : 
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice ; 
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 

5 Rejoice in glorious hope, 

Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
And take his servants up 

To their eternal home : 
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice 
The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice! 

Charles Wesley. 



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While the vault of heaven rings : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
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3 Sinners in derision crowned him, 

Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 
Saints and angels crowd around him, 



Own his title, praise his name : 

Crown him, crown him ; 
Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 

4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation! 

Hark, those loud triumphant chords! 
Jesus takes the highest station : 
O what joy the sight affords! 
Crown him, crown him, 
King of kings, and Lord of lords. 

Thomas Kelly 



137 



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Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth 

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Lord, we own it love divine. 
Hallelujah, etc. 



3 Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; 
Bring, O bring the glorious day, 
When, the awful summons hearing, 

Heaven and earth shall pass away ; 
Then with golden harps we'll sing, 
" Glory, glory to our King ! " 
Hallelujah, etc. 

Thomas Kelly. 



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His loving-kindness, O how strong ! 

4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
Has gathered thick and thundered loud, 
He near my soul has always stood : 
His loving-kindness, O how good ! 

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3 I'd sing the characters he hears, 
And all the forms of love he wears, 

Exalted on his throne : 



In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 
Make all his glories known. 

4 Well, the delightful day will come 
When my dear Lord will bring me home, 

And I shall see his face ; 
Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A. blest eternity I'll spend, 
Triumphant in his grace. 

Samuel Medley. 



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Shame would cover me. ungrateful, 

Should my tongue refuse to praise. 
From the highest throne in glory, 

To the cross of deepest woe — 
All to ransom guilty captives — 

Flow, my praise, forever flow ! 

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To bid their hearts rejoice 

In him who died for all ! 
For all my Lord was crucified ; 
For all, for all my Saviour died. 

Charles WesUy. 



2 Jesus! transporting sound! 

The joy of earth and heaven : 
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To give the mourner joy, 
To preach glad tidings to the poor, 
Was his divine employ. 

3 Lowly in heart, to all his friends 

A friend and servant found : 
He washed their feet, he wiped their tears, 
And healed each bleeding wound. 

4 Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, 

Patient and meek he stood : 
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life : 
He labored for their good. 

5 In the last hours of deep distress, 

Before his Father's throne, 
With soul resigned, he bowed, and said, 
"Thy will, not mine, be done ! " 

6 Be Christ our Pattern and our Guide ! 

His image may we bear ! 
O may we tread his holy steps, 
His joy and glory share ! 

William Enfield. 

143 c m 

1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 

With angels round the throne : 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
But all their joys are one. 

2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 

To be exalted thus : 



Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, 
For he was slain for us. 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honor and power divine ; 
And blessings, more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, forever thine. 

4 The whole creation join in one 

To bless the sacred name 
Of him that sits upon the throne, 
And to adore the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts-. 

144 c. m. 

1 My Saviour, my almighty Friend, 

When I begin thy praise, 
Where will the growing numbers end, 
The numbers of thy grace ? 

2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; 

Thy goodness I adore : 
Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, 
That I may love thee more. 

3 My feet shall travel all the length 

Of the celestial road, 
And march with courage in thy strength, 
To see the Lord my God. 

4 Awake ! awake ! my tuneful powers : 

With this delightful song, 

I'll entertain the darkest hours, 

Nor think the season long. 

Isaac Watts, 



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14rO CM. Tune, "Arlington." 

1 Jesus, these eyes have never seen 

That radiant form of thine ; 
The veil of sense hangs dark between 
Thy blessed face and mine. 

2 I see thee not, I hear thee not, 

Yet art thou oft with me ; 
And earth hath ne'er so dear a spot 
As where I meet with thee. 

3 Like some bright dream that comes 

unsought 
When slumbers o'er me roll, 
Thine image ever fills my thought, 
And charms my ravished soul. 

4 Yet though I have not seen, and still 

Must rest in faith alone, 
I love thee, dearest Lord, and will, 
Unseen, but not unknown. 

5 When death these mortal eyes shall seal, 

And still this throbbing heart, 
The rending veil shall thee reveal, 
All-glorious as thou art. 

Ray Palmer. 



146 CM. Tune, "Arlington."' 

1 O Jesus, Light of all below, 

Thou Fount of living fire. 
Surpassing all the joys we know, 
And all we can desire ! 

2 When once thou visitest the heart, 

Then truth begins to shine, 
Then earthly vanities depart, 
Then kindles love divine. 

3 O Jesus, Saviour, hear the sighs 

Which unto thee we send ; 

To thee our inmost spirit cries, 

To thee our prayers ascend. 

4 Abide with us, and let thy light 

Shine, Lord, on every heart ; 
Dispel the darkness of our night, 
And joy to all impart. 

5 O Jesus, King of earth and heaven, 

Our Life and Joy ! to thee 
Be honor, thanks, and blessing given 
Through all eternity ! 

Bernard of Clairvaux . Tr. by E. Caswall. 



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And these the hymns they raise : 

Jesus is kind to our complaints, 
He loves to hear our praise. 

4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain 
Be endless blessings paid : 

Salvation, glory, joy, remain 
Forever, on thy head. 

5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, 
Hast set the pris'ners free ; 

Hast made us kings and priests to God ; 
And we shall reign with thee. 

81 Aaac Watts. 



148 



MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 

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And, the light of hope revealing, 

Bade the blood-stained cross appear. 



3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 

Vainly would my lips express : 
Low before thy footstool kneeling, 

Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless ; 
Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 

Love's pure flame within me raise ; 
And, since words can never measure, 

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Nothing but redeeming love. 

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The Saviour's love proclaim, 
And publish all around 

Salvation through his name ; 
Till all the world take up the strain, 
And send the echo back again. 

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151 



MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 

GEER. C. M. 



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Upon the cross embrace, 
For me didst bear the nails and spear 
And manifold disgrace, 

4 And griefs and torments numberless, 

And sweat of agony, 
E'en death itself — and all for me, 
Who was thine enemy. 

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Should I not love thee well, 
E'en though I had not heaven to win 
Or to escape from hell ? 

6 So will I love thee, dearest Lord, 

And in thy praise will sing, 
Because thou art my Saviour God, 
And my eternal King. 

Francis Xavier. Tr. by Edward Caswall. 



152 c. m. 

1 Jesus, the very thought of thee 

With sweetness fills the breast ; 
But sweeter far thy face to see, 
And in thy presence rest. 

2 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame. 

Nor can the memory find 
A sweeter sound than thy blest name, 
O Saviour of mankind \ 

3 O Hope of every contrite heart, 

O Joy of all the meek, 
To those who ask, how kind thou art ! 
How good to those who seek ! 

4 But what to those who find? Ah, this 

Nor tongue nor pen can show : 
The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but his loved ones know. 

5 Jesus, our only joy be thou, 

As thou our prize wilt be ; 
In thee be all our glory now, 
And through eternity. 

Bernard of Clairvaux. Tr. by Edward Caswall. 



153 



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'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 

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Dear Name, the rock on which I build, 

My shield and hiding-place ; 
My never-failing treasury, filled 

With boundless stores of grace. 
Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 

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My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End. 

Accept the praise I bring. 
Weak is the effort of my heart, 

And cold my warmest thought ; 
But when I see thee as thou art, 

I'll praise thee as I ought. 
Till then, I would thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 

Refresh my soul in death. 

John Newton. 
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For me he bore the shameful cross, 
And carried all my grief. 

3 To heaven, the place of his abode, 

He brings my weary feet ; 
Shows me the glories of my God, 
And makes my joys complete. 

4 Since from his bounty I receive 

Such proofs of love divine, 
Had I a thousand hearts to give, 
Lord, they should all be thine. 

Samuel Stennett. 

155 c. m. 

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He saw, and (O amazing love !) 

He ran to our relief. 

Down from the shining seats above 

With joyful haste he fled, 
Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 

And dwelt among the dead. 

O for this love let rocks and hills 
Their lasting silence break ! 

And all harmonious human tongues 
The Saviour's praises speak. 

Ancels. assist our mighty joys. 
Strike all your harps of gold ; 

But when you raise your highest notes, 
His love can ne'er be told ! 

Isaac Watts. 



156 



NATHANIIL D. GOULD. 




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Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 
Nor friendship half so sweet. 

4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 

And sheds its fragrance there ; 
The noblest halm of all its wounds, 
The cordial of its care. 

5 I'll speak the honors of thy name 

With my last, lab'ring breath ; 
Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, 
The antidote of death. 

Philip Doddridge. 



157 



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'2 Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; 
Thou savest those that on thee call ; 
To them that seek thee, thou art good; 
To them that find thee, all in all. 

3 We taste thee, O thou Living Bread, 
And long to feast upon thee still ; 
We drink of thee, the Fountain-head, 
And thirst our souls from thee to fill. 



4 Our restless spirits yearn for thee, 

Where'er our changeful lot is cast: 
Glad, when thy gracious smile we see, 
Blest, when our faith can hold thee fast. 

5 O Jesus, ever with us stay , 

Make all our moments calm and bright; 
Chase the dark night of sin away, 
Shed o'er the world thy holy light. 

Bernard of Clairvaux. Tr. by Ray Palmer. 



158 



EAKEM. L. M. 61. 

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Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, 

And joy. and everlasting love : 
To me, with thy great name, are given 
Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 

3 Jesus, mj All in all thou art ; 

My rest in toil ; my ease in pain ; 
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In war, my peace ; in loss, my gain ; 
My smile beneath the tyrant's frown ; 
In shame, my glory and my crown ; 

In want, my plentiful supply ; 

In weakness, my almighty power ; 
In bonds, my perfect liberty : 

My light in Satan's darkest hour; 

In grief, my joy unspeakable ; 
My life in death — my All in all. 

Charles Wesley. 



159 



MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 

LABAN. S. M. 



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And thou dost all our services 
Present hefore the throne. 

3 On us thy Father's love 

Is for thy sake bestowed : 

Thou art our Advocate above, 

Thou art our way to God : 

4 Our way to God we trace, 

And through thy name forgiven, 
From step to step, from grace to grace, 
On thee we climb to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 

160 s m 



My Saviour and my King, 
Thy beauties are divine ; 

Thy lips with blessings overflow, 
And every grace is thine. 



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Gird on thy dreadful sword, 
And ride in majesty, to spread 

The conquests of thy word. 

Strike through thy stubborn foes, 
Or melt their hearts t' obey ; 

While justice, meekness, grace, and truth, 
Attend thy glorious way. 

Thy laws, O God, are right. 

Thy throne shall ever stand ; 
And thy victorious gospel proves 

A scepter in thy hand. 



161 



Thy Father and thy God 

Hath, without measure, shed 

His Spirit, like a joyful oil, 
T' anoint thy sacred head. 

Isaac Watts. 

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To save rebellions man ; 
And all the steps that grace display 
Which drew the wondrous plan. 

3 Grace taught my wand 'ring feet 

To tread the heavenly road ; 
And new supplies each hour I meet 
While pressing on to God. 

4 Grace all the work shall crown, 

Through everlasting days : 
It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
And well deserves the praise. 

Philip Doddridge. 

162 s m. 

1 To God, the only wise, 

Our Saviour and our King, 



Let all the saints below the skies 
Their humble praises bring. 

2 He will present our souls, 

Unblemished and complete, 
Before the glory of his face, 
With joys divinely great. 

3 Then all the chosen seed 

Shall meet around the throne ; 

Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 

And make his wonders known. 

4 To our Redeemer, God, 

Wisdom with power belongs, 
Immortal crowns of majesty, 
And everlasting songs. 

Isaac Watts. 



163 



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Pierced and nailed him to the tree, 

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3 Yea, Amen! let all adore thee, 
High on thy eternal throne! 
Saviour, take the power and glory, 
Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 

Jah! Jehovah! 
Everlasting God, come down! 

89 Charles Wesley. 



164 



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RETREAT. L. M. 






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Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 
In precious blood and crimson lines. 

3 O the sweet wonders of that cross, 

Where God, the Saviour, loved and died ! 
Her noblest life my spirit draws 

Fromhisdear wounds and bleeding side. 

4 I would forever speak his name, 

In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 
With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
And worship at his Father's throne. 

Isaac Watts. 

165 L.M. 

1 Of Him who did salvation bring 

I could forever think and sing : 

Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve ; 

Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 

'2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given ! 
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven : 
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole. 

3 To shame our sins he blushed in blood, 
He closed his eyes to show us God : 



Let all the world fall down and know 
That none but God such love can show. 

4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 

I shed my tears and make my moan ! 
Where'er I am, where'er I move, 
I meet the object of my love. 

5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 

I drink, and yet am ever dry : 

Ah ! who against thy charms is proof? 

Ah ! who that loves can love enough ? 

Bernard of Clairvaux-. 
Tr. by Anthony Wilhelm Boehm 

166 L. M. 

1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know 

The wonders of his dying love. 
Be humble honors paid below, 

And strains of nobler praise above. 

2 'Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, 

And washed us in his richest blood : 
'Tis he who makes us priests and kings,. 
And brings us rebels near to God. 

3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, 

To Jesus, our superior King, 
Be everlasting power confessed — 
Let every tongue his glory sing. 

Isaac Watt* 



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Come, and thy sacred unction bring, 
To sanctify us while we sing. 

3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high. 
Rich in thy sevenfold energy ! 

Thou strength of His almighty hand 

Whose power does heaven and earth command, 

Refine and purge our earthly parts, 

And stamp thine image on our hearts. 

Rabanut Maurus. Tr. by John Drydft, 

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OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 

FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 



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Now, Lord, in us, e'en us, fulfill ; 
And give the Spirit of thy grace 
To teach us all thy perfect will. 

3 That heavenly Teacher of mankind, 

That Guide infallible, impart, 



To bring thy sayings to our mind, 
And write them on our faithful heart. 

4 That peace of God, that peace of thine, 
O might he now to us bring in, 
And fill our souls with power divine, 
And make an end of fear and sin ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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The purchase of our dying Lord : 
Come, Holy Ghost, and fill the place. 

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The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, 

And shows them unto men ; 
The fallen soul his temple makes ; 



God's image stamps again : 
All hail the day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, 
With thy celestial fire ; 
Come, and with flames of zeal and love 

Our hearts and tongues inspire : 
Be this our day of Pentecost, 
The coming of the Holy Ghost ! 

Thomas Cotterill. 



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And let there now be light. 
4 God, through himself, we then shall know, 
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And make the great salvation known 
Wide as the human race. 

5 Come as the dove, and spread thy wings, 

The wings of peaceful love ; 
And let thy Church on earth become 
Blest as thy Church above. 

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OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 



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They rise, but never set. 
4 Let everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display, 
As makes a world of darkness shine 

With beams of heavenly day. 

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3 Xo man can truly say 

That Jesus is the Lord, 
Unless thou take the veil away, 
And breathe the living word. 

4 Then, only then, we feel 

Our int'rest in his blood, 
And cry, with joy unspeakable, 
' * Thou art my Lord, my God ! ' 

5 O that the world might know 

The all-atoning Lamb ! 



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The virtue of his name. 

6 The grace which all may find, 

The saving power, impart ; 
And testify to all mankind, 
And speak in every heart. 

7 Inspire the living faith, 

Which whosoe'er receives, 

The witness in himself he hath, 

And consciously believes ; 

8 The faith that conquers all, 

And doth the mountain move, 
And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, 
And perfects them in love. 

Charles Wesltf 



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OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 

NASHVILLE. L. P. M. . Adapted by LOWELL MASON. 




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Hate, "envy, jealousy, be gone: 

In love create thou all things new. 

3 Let earth no more my heart divide ; 
With Christ may I be crucified ; 

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Dead to the world and all its toys, 
Its idle pomp and fading joys, 
Be thou alone my one desire ! 

My will be swallowed up in thee ! 
Light in thy light still may I see, 

Beholding thee with open face : 
Called the full power of faith to prove, 
Let all my hallowed heart be love, 

And all my spotless life be praise. 

Charles Wesley. 



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2 O melt this frozen heart ; 

This stubborn will subdue ; 
Each evil passion overcome, 
And form me all anew ! 

3 The profit will be mine. 

But thine shall be the praise ; 
And unto thee will I devote 
The remnant of my days. 

Benjamin Beddome. 

177 s. m. 

1 O come, and dwell in me, 

Spirit of power within ! 
And bring the glorious liberty 
From sorrow, fear, and sin. 

2 This inward, dire disease, 

Spirit of health, remove, 



Spirit of finished holiness, 
Spirit of perfect love. 

3 Hasten the joyful day 

Which shall my sins consume. 
When old things shall be done away, 
And all things new become. 

4 I want the witness, Lord, 

That all I do is right, 
According to thy will and word, 
Well-pleasing in thy sight. 

5 I ask no higher state ; 

Indulge me but in this ; 
And soon or later then translate 
To my eternal bliss. 

Charles Wesley. 



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3 In vain we tune our formal songs, 

In vain we strive to rise ; 
Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
And our devotion dies. 

4 And shall we then forever live 

At this poor dying rate? 
Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
And thine to us so great ? 

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Isaac Watts. 

179 c m 

1 Celestial Dove, come from above, 

And guide me in thy ways : 
My heart prepare for solemn prayer, 
And tune my lips to praise. 

2 Open mine eyes, and make me wise, 

My iut'rest to discern : 
From ev'ry sin, without, within. 
Incline my heart to turn. 

3 Fly to my aid, when I'm afraid, 

Or plunged in deep distress ; 
My foes subdue, and bring me through 
This howling wilderness. 

Benjamin Beddome. 



OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 



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Of wise discernment, humble love, 
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3 The Spirit of convincing speech, 

Of power demonstrative, impart ; 

Such as may every conscience reach, 

And sound the unbelieving heart. 

4 The Spirit of refining fire, 

Searching the inmost of the mind, 
To purge all fierce and foul desire, 
And kindle life more pure and kind. 

5 The Spirit breathe of inward life, 

Which in our hearts thy laws may write; 
Then grief expires, and pain, and strife; 
'Tis nature all and all delight. 

Henry More. 



181 L. M. 

1 On all the earth thy Spirit shower, 

The earth in righteousness renew ; 
Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, 
And to thy scepter all subdue. 

2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, 

Let it opposers all o'errun ; 
And every law of sin reverse, 

That faith and love may make all one. 

3 Yea, let it, Lord, in every place 

Its richest energy declare ; 
While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, 
The kingdom of thy Christ prepare. 

4 Grant this, O holy God and true ! 

The ancient seers thou didst inspire ; 
To us perform the promise due — 

Descend, and crown us now with fire. 

Henry More. 



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Our most delightful Guest, 

With soothing power: 
Rest, which the weary know, 
Shade, mid the noontide glow, 
Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow, 

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3 Come, all the faithful bless ; 
Let all who Christ confess 

His praise employ : 
Give virtue's rich reward ; 
Victorious death accord^ 
And, with our glorious Lord, 

Eternal joy ! 

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Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, 
And seal the heirs of heaven ? 

"When wilt thou banish my complaints 
And show my sins forgiven ? 

3 Assure my conscience of her part 

In the Redeemer's blood ; 
.And bear thy witness with my heart, 
That I am born of God. 

4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 

The pledge of joys to conic : 
May thy blest wings, celestial Dove, 
Safely convey me home ! 

Isaac Watts 

184 cm 

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Nor, while a worm would raise its head, 
Disdain a Father's name. 

1 ' My Father, God ! ' ' how sweet the sound 1 

How tender and how dear ! 
Not all the melody of heaven 

Could so delight the ear. 

Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name 

On my expanding heart ; 
And show that in Jehovah's grace 

I share a filial part. 

Cheered by a signal so divine, 

Unwav'ring I believe : 
Thou know'st I " Abba, Father," cry ; 

Nor can the sign deceive. 

Philip Doddridge* 



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3 From death to life our spirits raise, 
And full redemption bring ; 



New tongues impart to speak the praise 
Of Christ, our God and King. 

4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown 
To all the world beside ; 
Exulting then we feel and own 
Our Saviour glorified. 

Thomas Haweis. 



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Rest upon this congregation, 
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Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 

4 Holy Spirit, all divine, 

Dwell within this heart of mine ; 
Cast down every idol-throne, 
Keign supreme — and reign alone. 

Andrew Reed. 



188 



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3 Like mighty rushing wind 

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One soul, one feeling, breathe. 

4 The young, the old, inspire 

With wisdom from above; 



And give us hearts and tongues of fire 
To pray, and praise, and love. 

5 Spirit of light, explore, 

And chase our gloom away, 
With luster shining more and more 
Unto the perfect day. 

6 Spirit of truth, be thou 

In life and death pur guide : 
O Spirit of adoption, now 
May we be sanctified ! 

James Montgomery. 



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From sin's deceit be free; 
In all the Christian graces grow, 
And live alone to thee. 

J02 Asahel Netileton. 



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Leave us not to doubt and fear, 
Groping on in darkness drear; 
When the storms are raging sore, 
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o'er- 
Whisper softly, "Wand'rer, come! 
Follow me, I'll guide thoe borne." 



3 When our days of toil shall cease, 
Waiting still for sweet release, 
Nothing left but heaven and prayei, 
Trusting that our names are there ; 
Wading deep the dismal flood, 
Pleading naught but Jesus' blood — 
Whisper softly, " Wand'rer, come! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home." 

Marcus M. Wells. 



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HURSLEY. L. M. 



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To preach the reconciling word : 
Give power and unction from ahove, 
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 

3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light ; 

Confusion, order, in thy path ; 
Souls without strength , inspire with might , 
Bid mere" triumph over wrath ! 



4 Baptize the nations ! far and nigh 

The triumphs of the cross record : 
The name of Jesus glorify, 

Till every kindred call him Lord. 

5 God from eternity hath willed 

All flesh shall his salvation see : 
So he the Father's love fulfilled, [thee I 
The Saviour's suff 'rings crowned thro* 

James Montgomery. 



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WINDHAM. L. M. 



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Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, 
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved 



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In honor of my great High-priest : 
Nor in thy righteous anger swear 

T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 



5 This only woe I deprecate ; 

This only plague I pray remove ; 
Nor leave me in my lost estate ; 

Nor curse me with this want of love. 

Charles Wesley. 

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INSTITUTIONS OF CHRISTIANITY. 



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Unite thy people in their Head. 

3 Head of thy Church beneath, 

The catholic, the true, 
On all her members breathe, 

Her unity renew ; 
Then shall thy perfect will be done 
When Christians love and live as one. 

George Robinson. 

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ST. THOMAS. S. K 



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2 I love thy Church, O God ! 

Her walls before thee stand, 
Dear as the apple of thine eye, 

And graven on thy hand. 
-3 If e'er to bless her sons 

My voice or hands deny, 
These hands let useful skill forsake, 

This voice in silence die. 
4 If e'er my heart forget 

Her welfare, or her woe, 



Let every joy this heart forsake, 
And every grief o'erflow. 

5 For her my tears shall fall, 

For her my prayers ascend ; 
To her my cares and toils be given, 
Till toils and cares shall end. 

6 Beyond my highest joy 

I prize her heavenly ways, 
Her sweet communion, solemn vows, 
Her hymns of love and praise. 

Timothy Dwight. 
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Mothers cease their own to cherish ; 

Heaven and earth at last remove 

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3 In the furnace God may prove thee, 

Thence to bring thee forth more bright, 
But can never cease to love thee ; 
Thou art precious in his sight : 

God is with thee, 
God thine everlasting light. 

106 Thomas Kelly. 



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Shall hear thy messages of love, 
And there inquire thy will. 

4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, 

There may his children hide : 
God has a strong pavilion, where 
He makes my soul abide. 

Isaac Watts. 

197 c. m 

1 How did my heart rejoice to hear 

My friends devoutly say. 
* ' In Zion let us all appear. 

And keep the solemn day !*" 

2 I love her gates. I love the road ! 

The Church, adorned with grace. 
Stands like a palace built for God, 
To show his milder face. 

3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown. 

The holy tribes repair : 
The Son of David holds his throne 
And sits in judgment there. 

4 He hears our praises and complaint > : 

And. while his awful voice 



Divides the sinners from the saints, 
We tremble, and rejoice ! 

5 Peace be within this sacred place. 

And joy a constant guest ! 
With holy gifts and heavenly grace 
Be her attendants blest. 

6 My soul shall pray for Zion still. 

While life or breath remains : 
There my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
There God. my Saviour, reigns. 

Isaac Watts. 

198 c. m 

1 Blest are the souls who hear and know 

The gospel's joyful sound : 
Peace shall attend the paths they go. 
And light their steps surround. 

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 

Through their Redeemer's name ; 
His righteousness exalts their hope : 
Nor Satan dares condemn. 

3 The Lord, oui glory and defense. 

Strength and salvation gives: 
Israel, thy King forever reigns, 
Thv God forever lives, 

Isaac Watts. 

DOXOLOGY. 

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And Spirit, be adored : 
Where there are works to make him 

Or saints to love the Lord. [known. 



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And wat'ring our divine abode. 

5 That sacred stream, thy holy word, 

Our grief allays, our fear controls : 
Sweet peace thy promises afford, 

And give new strength to fainting souls. 

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To taste thy love divinely free. 

4 Soon shall the flocking nations run 
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord : 
The rising and the setting sun 

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203 l. m. 

1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 

O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! 
With strong desire my. spirit faints 
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 

2 Blest are the saints that sit on high, 
Around thy throne of majesty ; 
Thy brightest glories shine above, 
And all their work is praise and love. 

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ASHWELL, L. M. 




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The servant of thy Church to live ; 

3 After my lowly Lord to go, 

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6 In mighty phalanx joined, 

To battle all proceed ; 
Armed with th' unconquerable mind 

Which was in Christ your Head. 

1\2 ' Charles Wesley. 



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WATCHMAN. S. M. 




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Go forth to glorious war ! 

3 See, on the mountain top, 

The standard of your God ! 
In Jesus' name I lift it up, 

All stained with hallowed blood. 

4 His standard-bearer, I 

To all the nations call : 
Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; 
He bore the cross for all. 

5 Go up with Christ your Head ; 

Your Captain's footsteps see ; 
Follow your Captain, and be led 
To certain victory. 

6 All power to him is given ; 

He ever reigns the same : 
Salvation, happiness, and heaven, 
Are all in Jesus' name. 

Charles Wesley. 

210 s.m. 

1 Angels your march oppose, 

Who still in strength excel, 
Your secret, sworn, eternal foes, 
Countless, invisible : 

2 From thrones of glory driven, 

By flaming vengeance hurled, 
They throng the air, and darken heaven, 
And rule this lower world. 

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But shall believers fly ? 
Or see the bloody does appear, 
And all their powers defy ? 

4 By all hell's host withstood, 
We all hell's host o'erthrow ; 
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We on to conquer go. 

5 Our Captain leads us on ; 
He beckons from the skies, 

And reaches out a starry crown, 
And bids us take the prize : 

6 "Be faithful unto death ; 
Partake my victory ; 

And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, 
And thou shalt reign with me." 

Charles Wesley. 
211 S.M. 

1 Urge on your rapid course, 
Ye blood-besprinkled bands : 

The heavenly kingdom suffers force ; 
'Tis seized by violent hands. 

2 See there the starry crown 
That glitters through the skies ! 

Satan, the world, and sin, tread down, 
And take the glorious prize ! 

3 Through much distress and pain, 
Through many a conflict here, 

Through blood, ye must the entrance gain; 
Yet O disdain to fear. 

4 "Courage !" your Captain cries 
(Who all your toil foreknew) 

"Toil ye shall have ; yet all despise ; 
I have o'ercome for you." 

5 The world cannot withstand 
Its ancient Conqueror : 

The world must sink beneath the hand 
Which arms us for the war. 

6 This is the victory — 
Before our faith they fall ; 

Jesus hath died for you and me ; 
Believe, and conquer all ! 

113 Charles Wesley. 



INSTITUTIONS. 



313 DAU&HTER OF ZION. P. M 



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The anguish and distracting care ; 

There sighing grief shall weep no more, 
And sin shall never enter there. 



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And filled with love, and lost in praise. 

Charles Wesley. 

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Arise, and struggle into light, 

The great Deliverer calls, Arise ! 
3 Shake off the bands of sad despair ; 

Sion, assert thy liberty ; 
Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 

And God shall set the captive free 



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Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, 

Be purged from every sinful stain, 
Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 

Nor bear his hallowed name in vain. 
The Lord shall in your front appear, 

And lead the pompous triumph on ; 
His glory shall bring up the rear, 

And perfect what his grace begun. 

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I'm with you till the world shall end : 
All power is trusted in my hands ; 
I can destroy, and I defend. ' ' 

4 He spake — and light shone round his head ; 
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; 
They to the farthest nations spread 
The grace of their ascended G-od. 

Isaac Watts. 
216 L.M. 

1 Comfort, ye ministers of grace, 

Comfort the peoDle of your Lord : 
O lift ye up the fallen race, 

And cheer them by the gospel word. 

2 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry, 

A voice' that loudly calls, Prepare ! 
Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, 
And means to make his entrance there ! 

3 The Lord your God shall quickly come : 

Sinners, repent, the call obey ; 
Open your hearts to make him room ; 
Ye desert souls, prepare his way. 



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"Whate'er obstructs, obstructs in vain : 
The vale shall rise, the mountain fall. 
Crooked be straight, and rugged plain, 

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And what his mouth in truth hath said. 
His own almighty hand shall do. 

Charles Wesley 

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Lord of the harvest, hear 

Thy needy servants' cry ; 
Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 

And all our wants supply. 

2 On thee we humbly wait. 

Our wants are in thy view ; 
The harvest truly, Lord, is great, 
The laborers are few. 

3 Convert and send forth more 

Into thy Church abroad, 
And let them speak thy word of power, 
As workers with their God. 

4 O let them spread thy name, 

Their mission fully prove ; 

Thy universal grace proclaim, 

Thine all-redeeming love ! 

Charleu Wttley 



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That hear this joyful sound, 
Which kings and prophets waited for, 
And sought, but never found ! 



4 How blessed are our eyes 

That see this heavenly light ! 



Prophets and kings desired it long, 
But died without the sight. 

5 The watchmen join their voice, 
And tuneful notes employ ; 
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, 
And deserts learn the joy. 



6 The Lord makes bare his arm 
Through all the earth abroad : 
Let every nation now behold 
Their Saviour and their God. 

Isaac Watt*. 
PETERBQKlO. C. M. RALPH HARRISON. 




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The pastor's care demands ; 
But what might fill an angel's heart, 
And filled a Saviour's hands. 

3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord 

Did heavenly bliss forego ! 



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For souls which must forever live 

In raptures, or in woe. 
May they that, Jesus whom they preach, 

Their own Redeemer see, 
And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 

That they may watch for thee. 

Philip Doddridge. 



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Jesus the pris'ners' fetters breaks, 

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Power into strengthless souls it speaks 

And life into the dead. 
O that the world might taste and see 

The riches of his grace ! 



The arms of love that compass me, 
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5 His only righteousness I show, 
His saving truth proclaim : 

'Tis all my business here below 
To cry, " Behold the Lamb ! " 

6 Happy, if with my latest breath 
I may but gasp his name; 

Preach him to all, and cry in death, 
"Behold, behold the Lamb ! " 

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And filled with faith, and hope, and love. 
Their hearts from things of earth remove, 

Sprinkle them, Lord, from sin and fear, 
Fix their affections all above, 

And lay up all their treasures there. 

Charles Wesley. 



THE MINISTRY. 

MIGDOL. L. M. 



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And strengthens their unwearied hands; 

They spend their sweat, and blood, and 

To cultivate Immanuel's lands, [pains, 

5 O multiply thy sowers' seed, 

And fruit we every hour shall bear : 
Throughout the world thy gospel spread, 
Thine everlasting truth declare ! 

A. G. Spangcnburg. Tr. by John Wesley. 




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Thy poorest servants share ! 

3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace 

Are lodged in urns of clay ; 
And the weak sons of mortal race 
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4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth. 

Yet grace the vict'ry gives : 
Quickly they molder back to earth, 
Yet still thy gospel lives. 

5 Such wonders power divine effects ; 

Such trophies God can raise ; 
His hand, from crumbling dust, erects 
His monuments of praise. 
119 Philip Doddridge. 






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To stand, or how thine anger bear? 

3 Shall I, to soothe th' unholy throng, 
Soften thy truth, and smooth my tongue, 
To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee 
The cross endured, my Lord, by thee? 



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What then is he whose scorn I dread, 
Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? 
A man ! an heir of death ! a slave 
To sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 
Yea, let men rage, since thou wilt spread 
Thy shad'wing wings around my head : 
Since in all pain thy tender love 
Will still my sure refreshment prove. 

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To seek the wand' ring souls of men ; 
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, 
To snatch them from the gaping grave. 

3 For this let men revile my name, 
No cross I shun, I fear no shame : 
All hail reproach, and welcome pain ; 
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 

4 My life, my blood, I here present, 
If for thy truth they may be spent : 
Fulfill thy sovereign counsel, Lord ! 
Thy will be done, thy name adored ! 

5 Give me thy strength, O God of power, 
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, 
Thy faithful witness will I be. 

7 Tis fixed ; I can do all through thee. 

John Joseph Winkler. Tr. by John Wesley. 
226 Tutto— ♦'— Stevens." L. M. 

1 We bid thee welcome in the name 
Of Jesus, our exalted Head ; 



Come as a servant, —so He came, 
And we receive thee in his stead. 

2 Come as a shepherd ; guard and keep 

This fold from hell, and earth, and sin, 
Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, 
The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 

3 Come as a watchman ; take thy stand 

Upon the tower amidst the sky, 
And when the sword comes on the land, 
Call us to fight, or warn to fly. 

4 Come as an angel; hence to guide 

A band of pilgrims on their way, 
That, safely walking at thy side, 

We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray. 

5 Come as a teacher, sent from God, 

Charged his whole counsel to declare ; 
Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, 
While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 

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Till we can sin no more : 

6 Let us take up the cross, 

Till we the crown obtain ; 
And gladly reckon all things loss, 
So we may Jesus gain. 

Charles Wesley. 



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3 To those who would their Lord embrace, 
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Sweetly their yielding bosoms move, 
And melt them with the fire of love. 
4 Let all with thankful hearts confess 
Thy welcome messengers of peace ; 
Thy power in their report be found, 
And let thy feet behind them sound. 



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In all thy pleasant ways, 
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With joy th' appointed race ! 
Keep us and every seeking soul, 
Till all attain the heavenly goal. 



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When all our toils are o'er, 
And death, and grief, and pain, 

And parting, are no more : 
We shall with all our brethren rise, 
And greet thee in the flaming skies. 

5 Then let us wait the sound 

That shall our souls release, 
And labor to be found 

Of him in spotless peace ; 
In perfect holiness renewed, 
Adorned with Christ, and meet for God. 

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3 The vineyard of the Lord 

Before his lab'rers lies; 
And lo! we see the vast reward 
Which waits us in the skies. 

4 O let our heart and mind 

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That haven of repose to find, 
Where all our labors end! 



5 Where all our toils are o'er, 

Our suff'ring and our pain: 
Who meet on that eternal shore, 
Shall never part again. 

6 O happy, happy place, 

Where saints and angels meet! 
There we shall see each other's face, 
And all our brethren greet. 

Charles Wesltf. 
Doxology. S. M. 

Give to the Father praise, 

Give glory to the iSon : 
And to the Spirit of his grace 

Be equal honor done. 

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INSTITUTIONS. 

3. BAPTISM. 

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The inward, pure, baptizing grace. 

3 Jesus, with us thou always art ; 

Effectual make the sacred sign, 
The gift unspeakable impart, 
And bless the ordinance divine. 

4 Eternal Spirit, come from high, 

Baptizer of our spirits thou ! 
The sacramental seal apply, 

And witness with the water now. 

Charles Wesley. 



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1 God of eternal truth and love, 
Thine own great ordinance approve ; 
This child into thy kingdom take, 
And give him all thine image back. 

2 Father, if such thy sovereign will, 
Annex thv hall'wino; Spirit's seal ; 
The seed of endless life impart, 
Take for thine own this infant's heart. 

3 Answer on him thy wisdom's end ; 
Whate'er thou didst for man intend, 
Unto this favored child be given 
Pardon and holiness and heaven. 

Charles Wesley. Ait. 



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From age to age endure ; 
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3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 

To our great father given ; 
He takes our children to his arms, 
And calls them heirs of heaven. 

4 O God, how faithful are thy ways ! 

Thy love endures the same ; 
Nor from the promise of thy grace 
Blots out our children's name. 

Isaac Watts. 

237 c. m. 

1 See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, 
With all-engaging charms : 
Hark how he calls the tender lambs, 
And folds them in his arms ! 



2 ' ' Permit them to approach, ' ' he cries, 

"Nor scorn their humble name : 
For 'twas to bless such souls as these 
The Lord of angels came. ' ' 

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 
Thine let our offspring be. 

Philip Doddridge. 

238 cm. 

1 Thus Lydia sanctified her house, 

When she received the word ; 
Thus the believing jailer gave 
His household to the Lord. 

2 Thus later saints, eternal King, 

Thine ancient truth embrace : 
To thee their infant offspring bring, 
And humbly claim the grace. 

Isaac Watts. 



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4. THE LOED'S SUPPEE, 

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Were fed and feasted here ; 
And millions more, still on the way, 
Around the board appear. 

4 All things are ready : come away, 

Nor weak excuses frame ; 
Crowd to your places at the feast, 
And bless the Founder's name. 

Philip Doddridge. 



240 c. m. 

1 If human kindness meets return, 

And owns the grateful tie ; 
If tender thoughts within us burn 
To feel a friend is nigh — 

2 O shall not warmer accents tell 

The gratitude we owe 
To him who died, our fears to quell, 
Our more than orphan's woe ! 

3 While yet his anguished soul surveyed 

Those pangs he would not flee, 
What love his latest words displayed — 
"Meet and remember me ! " 

4 Eemember thee ! thy death, thy shame, 

Our sinful hearts to share ! 
O mem'ry, leave no other name 
But his recorded there ! 

Gerard Thomas Noel. 



241 c. m. 

1 The promise of my Father's love 

Shall stand forever good : 
He said, and gave his soul to death, 
And sealed the grace with blood. 

2 To this dear cov'nant of thy word 

I set my worthless name ; 
I seal th' engagement to my Lord, 
And make my humble claim. 

3 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name, 

Who blessed us in his will, 
And to his testament of love 
Made his own blood the seal. 

Isaac Watts. 
242 C. M. 

1 Jesus, at whose supreme command 

We now approach to God, 
Before us in thy vesture stand, 
Thy vesture dipped in blood. 

2 The tokens of thy dying love 

O let us all receive. 
And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 
And sensibly believe ! 

3 The living bread sent down from heaven 

In us vouchsafe to be ; 
Thy flesh for all the world is given, 
And all may live by thee. 

4 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow, 

And let us drink thy blood, 
Till all our souls are filled below 
With all the life of God. 

Charles Wetlty. 



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Thy testamental cup I take, 
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3 Gethsemane can I forget? 

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Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
And not remember thee ? 



4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes 
And rest on Calvary, 



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I must remember thee ! 
5 Remember thee and all thy pains, 

And all thy love to me ; 
Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 

Will I remember thee. 



6 And when these failing lips grow dumb. 
And mind and meni'ry flee, 
When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
Jesus, remember me. 

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The strength thro' which our spirits live. 
4 Our spirits drink a fresh supply, 
And eat the bread so freely given, 

Till borne on eagles' wings we fly. 

And banquet with our Lord in heaven. 

129 Charles Wesley. 



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ELIZABETHTOWN. CM. 



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4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame 
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The Lamb that died for mo ! 

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The cross on which he bows his head 
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To make the Saviour room ; 

And lo ! the Lanib, the Crucified, 

The sinner's Friend, is come. 

4 His presence makes the feast ; 

And now our hosoms feel 
The glory not to be expressed, 
The joy unspeakable. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Fill us with thy perfect love ; 
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Charles Wesley. 



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1 The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, 

In concert with the blest, 
Who, joyful, in harmonious lays 
Employ an endless rest. 

2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, 

We bless' d and pious grow ; 
By hymns of praise we learn to be 
Triumphant here below. 

3 On this glad day a brighter scene 

Of glory was display 'd 
By God, th' Eternal Word, than when 
This universe was made. 

4 He rises, who mankind has bought 

With grief and pain extreme : 
'Twas great to speak the world from naught; 
'Twas greater to redeem. 

Samuel Wesley, Jr. 



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1 Come, let us join with one accord 

In hymns around the throne ! 
This is the day our rising Lord 
Hath made and called his own. 

2 This is the day which God hath blest, 

The brightest of the seven, 

Type of that everlasting rest 

The saints enjoy in heaven. 

3 Then let us in his name sing on, 

And hasten to that day 
When our Eedeemer shall come down, 
And shadows pass away. 

4 Not one, but all cur days below, 

Let us in hymns employ ; 
And in our Lord rejoicing, go 
To his eternal joy. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Which none but he that feels it knows ! 

3 This heavenly calm within the breast 
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
Which for the Church of God remains, 
The end of cares, the end of pains. 

4 In holy duties let the day, 
In holy comforts, pass away ; 
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 

Joseph Stennett. 

258 L . m. 

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To praise thy name, give thanks and sing; I 

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And talk of all thy truth by night. 

Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 
No mortal cares shall seize my breast : 
O may my heart in tune be found. 
Like David's harp of solemn sound. 

Then I shall share a glorious part 
When grace hath well refined my heart, 
And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 

Then shall I see, and hear, and know 
All I desired or wished below : 
And every power find sweet employ 
In that eternal world of joy. 

Isaac IVatta. 



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Be in thy Spirit, Lord : 
Spirit of humble fear divine, 
That trembles at thy word ; 

2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 

And fix on things- above ; 
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WARE. L. M. 



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No cares to break the long repose ; 



No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
But sacred, high, eternal noon. 

4 O long-expected day, begin ; 

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Fain would we leave this weary road, 
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Days of joy and peace in thee, 
Till in heaven our souls repose, 
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Samuel Francis Smith. 



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Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, 
That in this house have called upon thy name. 

3 Grant us thy peace, Lord ! through the coming night, 
Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; 

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4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
Our balm in sorrow and our stay in strife ; 
Then, when thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. 

John Eilerton. 



DOXOLOGY. 

To Father, Son , and Spirit, ever blest, 
Eternal praise and worship be addressed ; 
From age to age, ye saints, his name adore, 
And spread his fame, till time shall be no more, 
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Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

3 Extol the Lamb of God. 

The all-atoning Lamb : 
Redemption through his blood 

Throughout the world proclaim : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell. 

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And blest in Jesus live : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

5 Ye who have sold for naught 

Your heritage above. 
Receive it back unbought. 

The gift of Jesus' love : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

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The news of heavenly grace ; 
And. saved from earth, appear 

Before your Saviour's face : 
The year of jubilee is come ; 
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 

Charles Wesley, 



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THE GOSPEL CALL. 

WELTON. L. M. 



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3 Ready the Spirit of his Love 

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T' apply and witness with the blood, 
And wash and seal the sons of God. 

4 Ready for you the angels wait, 
To triumph in your blest estate : 
Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
The wonders of redeeming grace. 

5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Are ready with their shining host : 
All heaven is ready to resound, 

"The dead's alive ! the lost is found ! " 

Charles Wesley. 



269 lm 

7 Come, O ye sinners, to your Lord, 
In Christ to paradise restored ; 
His proffered benefits embrace, 
The plenitude of gospel grace : 

2 A pardon written with his blood, 
The favor and the peace of God ; 
The seeing eye, the feeling sense, 
The mystic joys of penitence ; 



The godly fear, the pleasing smart, 
The meltings of a broken heart ; 
The tears that tell your sins forgiven ; 
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven; 

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4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress ; 
Th' unutterable tenderness ; 

The genuine meek humility ; 

The wonder, "Why such love to me?" 

5 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace. , 
The sight that veils the seraph's face ; 
The speechless awe that dares not move. 
And all the silent heaven of love. 

Charles Wesley. 



270 l. m. 

1 Come, sinners, to the gospel feast , 
Let every soul be Jesus' guest : 
Ye need not one be left behind, 
For God hath bidden all mankind. 

2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call ; 
The invitation is to all : 

Come, all the world ! come, sinner, thou ; 
All things in Christ are ready now. 

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed, 
Ye restless wand'rers after rest, 

Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind, 
In Christ a hearty welcome find. 

4 My message as from God receive : 
Ye all may come to Christ and live ; 
O let his love your hearts constrain, 
Nor suffer him to die in vain ! 



See him set forth before your eyes, 
That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! 
His offered benefits embrace, 
And freely now be saved by grace ! 

Charles Wesley* . 



THE GOSPEL CALL. 



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3 See from the rock a fountain rise ; 

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Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
Ye lab' ring, burdened, sin-sick souls. 

4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give ; 

Leave all you have, and are, behind ; 
Frankly the gift of God receive, 
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Charles Wesley. 



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Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night? 

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Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night? 

4 Our blessed Lord refuses none 

Who would to him their souls unite ; 
Then be the work of grace begun : 
Thou wouldst be saved ; why not to-night? 



Elizabeth Reed. 



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True belief and true repentance, 
Every grace tbat brings you nigh, 

Without money, 
Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 

3 Let not conscience make you linger, 

Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to feel your need of him : 

This he gives you ; 
'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 

4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 

Bruised and mangled by the fall ; 
If you tarry till you're better, 
You will never come at all : 

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5 Agonizing in the garden, 

Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
On the bloody tree behold him ! 
Hear him cry before he dies, 

" It is finished ! " 
Sinners, will not this suffice? 

6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, 

Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
Venture on him, venture freely, 
Let no other trust intrude : 

None but Jesus 
Can do helpless sinners good. 

7 Saints and angels, joined in concert, 

Sing the praises of the Lamb, 

While the blissful seats of heaven 

Sweetly echo with his name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners here may do the same. 

Joseph Hart 



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pain? 

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to die, 

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1 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw 

near, 
The waters of life are now flowing for 
thee ; 
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, 
Redemption is purchased , salvation i s free. 

2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse 

The love and compassion of Jesus, thy 

God? 
A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse 
To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning 

blood? 

3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, 

For Mercy still lingers and calls thee 

to-day : 
Her voice is not heard in the vale of the 

tomb ; 
Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 

away. 

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, 

Long grieved and resisted, may take his 

sad flight, 
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy 

race, 
To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 

Thomas Has tine's. 



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We'll range the blest fields on the banks' 

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.Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c. 

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And make this last resolve : 

<2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
Hath like a mountain rose ; 
I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
Whatever may oppose. 

3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
And there my guilt confess ; 
I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 
Without his sovereign grace. 

1 I'll to the gracious King approach, 
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1 Let every mortal ear attend, 
And every heart rejoice ; 
The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
With an inviting voice. 



2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 

That feed upon the wind, 
And vainly strive with earthly toys 
To fill an empty mind, — 

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The rich provision taste. 

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Here you may quench your raging thirst 
With springs that never dry. 

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In a rich ooean, join ; 
Salvation, in abundance, flows 
Like floods of milk and wine. 

6 The happy gates of gospel grace 

Stand open night and day : 
Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
And drive our wants away. 

Isaac Wattx, 

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1 In the soft season of thy youth, 

In nature's smiling bloom, 
Ere age arrives, and trembling waits 
Its summons to the tomb, — 

2 Remember thy Creator now ; 

For him thy powers employ ; 
Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
Thy confidence and joy. 



3 He shall defend and guide thy youth 

Through life's uncertain sea, 
Till thou art landed on the coast 
Of blest eternity. 

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This earth affords no lovelier sight 
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Worship him : receive him. 

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And vengeance of his hands. 

4 We read the heavenly word, 
We take the offered grace, 
Obey the statutes of the Lord, 
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Isaac Watts. 



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And can you yet delay? 

4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; 
To thee let sinners fly, 
And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
And drink, and never die. 

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FAITHFUL. C. K 



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What are thy hopes beyond the grave ? 
How stands that dark account? 

3 Death enters, and there's no defence ; 

His time there's none can tell ; 



He'll in a moment call thee hence, 
To heaven, or down to hell. 

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy greatest care, 
Shall into dust consume ; 
But ah ! destruction stops not there : 
Sin kills heyond the tomb. 

Joseph Hart. 



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Life by his expiring groan : 

Rise exalted by his fall. 

Find in Christ your all in all. 



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God to you his Son hath given ; 
Ye may now be happy too ; 

Find on earth the life of heaven : 
Live the life of heaven above, 
All the life of glorious love. 

Charles Wesley. 



286 



THE GOSPEL CALL. 

GUIDE. 7s. D. 



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Cries, " Ye will not happy he ; 

No, ye will not come to me — 
Me, who life to none deny : 
Why will ye resolve to die?" 

3 Can ye doubt if God is love, 
If to all his bowels move? 
Will ye not his word receive ? 
Will ye not his oath believe ? 
See, the suff 'ring God appears ; 
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Mingled with his blood, they cry, 

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1 Come, ye weary sinners, come. 

All who groan beneath your load ; 
Jesus calls his wand'rers home ; 

Hasten to your pard'ning God. 
Come, ye guilty souls, oppressed, 

Answer to the Saviour's call : 
' ' Come, and I will give you rest ; 

Come, and I will save you all." 

2 Burdened with a world of grief, 

Burdened with our sinful load, 
Burdened with this unbelief, 

Burdened with the wrath of God ; 
Lo ! we come to thee for ease, 

True and gracious as thou art ; 
Now our groaning souls release, 

Write forgiveness on our heart. 

Charles Wesley. 



THE GOSPEL CALL. 



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Sinnees, turn, why will ye die? 
God, your Maker, asks you why ! 
God, who did your being give, 
Made you with himself to live ; 
He the fatal cause demands, 
Asks the work of his own hands, 
Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
Will ye 2ross his love, and die? 

2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, your Saviour, asks you why ! 
God, who did your souls retrieve, 
Died himself that ye might live. 



Will ye let him die in vain? 
Crucify your Lord again ? 
Why, ye ransomed sinners, why 
Will ye slight his grace, and diet 

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 
God, the Spirit, asks you why ! 
He, who all your lives hath strove 
Wooed you to embrace his love ; 
Will ye not his grace receive? 
Will ye still refuse to live? 
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why 
Will ye grieve your God, and die? 

Charles Wesley. 



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Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
Lest thy lamp should cease to burn 
Ere salvation's work is done. 

4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ; 

Stay not for the morrow's sun ; 
Lest the curse should thee arrest 
Ere the morrow is begun. 

Thomas Scott. 

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When is finished thy career, 
Sinner, where wilt thou appear? 

2 When the world has passed away, 
When draws near the judgment-day, 
When the awful trump shall sound, 
Say, O, where wilt thou be found ? 

3 When the Judge descends in light, 
Clothed in majesty and might, 
When the wicked quail with fear, 
Where, O, where wilt thou appear ? 

4 What shall soothe thy bursting heart, 
When the saints and thou must part? 
When the good with joy are crowned, 
Sinner, where wilt thou be found ? 

5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, 
Quickly to the Saviour fly ; 
Then shall peace thy spirit cheer, 
Then in heav'n shalt thou appear. 

Samuel Francis Smith. 



291 



THE GOSPEL CALL. 

HAYES. L. M. 



R. M. McINTOSH. 




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O matchless kindness ! and he shows 
This matchless kindness to his foes ! 

3 But will he prove a Friend indeed ? 
He will ; the very Friend you need — 
The Friend of sinners — yes, 'tis he, 
With garments dyed on Calvary. 

4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine ; 
Turn out his enemy and thine. 
That soul-destroying monster, sin, 
And let the heavenly Stranger in. 

5 Admit him, ere his anger burn ; 
His feet, departed, ne'er return ; 
Admit him, or the hour's at hand, 
You'll at his door rejected stand. 

Joseph 



292 L. M. 

1 God calling yet ! shall I not hear? 
Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? 



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And still my soul in slumber lie ? 

2 God calling yet ! shall I not rise? 
Can I his loving voice despise, 
And basely his kind care repay? 
He calls me still ; can I delay ? 

3 God calling yet ! and shall he knock, 
And I my heart the closer lock? 

He still is waiting to receive, 
And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ? 

4 God calling yet ! and shall I give 
No heed, but still in bondage live? 
I wait, but he does not forsake ; 

He calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 

5 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; 
My heart I yield without delay : 
Vain world, farewell, from thee I part ; 
The voice of God hath reached my heart. 

Gerhard Tersteegcn. Tr. by Jane Borthwick. 



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And seek a Father's melting heart ; 
His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 

His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 

3 Return. O wanderer, return ; 

Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 



Go to his bleeding feet, and learn 
How freely Jesus can forgive. 

4 Return. O wanderer, return, 

And wipe away the falliug tear; 
'Tis God who says, ''No longer mourn ; " 
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 

William Bengo Collyer. 



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Nor ever hence remove ; 
But sup with us, and let the feast 
Be everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Let earth attend and fear ; 
Listen, ye men of royal birth, 
And let your vassals hear. 



3 Together in his presence bow, 
And all your guilt confess ; 



Accept the offered Saviour now, 
Nor trifle with his grace. 



4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, 
And call you to his bar ; 
For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 
And turns to vengeance there. 

Philip Doddridge. 
156 



THE GOSPEL CALL. 



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1 Sinners, the voice of God regard ; 

'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; 
He calls you by bis sacred word 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 

You live devoid of peace ; 
A thousand stings within your breast 
Deprive your souls of ease. 

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell : 

Why will you persevere? 
Can you in endless torments dwell, 
Shut up in black despair ? 



4 Why will you in the crooked ways 

Of sin and folly go? 
In pain you travel all your days, 
To reap eternal woe. 

5 But he that turns to God shall live 

Through his abounding grace : 
His mercy will the guilt forgive 
Of those that seek his face. 

6 Bow to the scepter of his word, 

Renouncing every sin ; 
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 

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When earth and heaven before his face, 
Astonished, shrink away? 

3 But ere that trumpet shakes 

The mansions of the dead, 
Hark, from the gospel's gentle voice, 
What joyful tidings spread ! 

4 Ye sinners, seek his grace 

Whose wrath ye cannot bear ; 
Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
And find salvation there. 

Philip Doddridge. 

299 s m 

1 To-morrow, Lord, is thine, 

Lodged in thy sovereign hand, 
And if its sun arise and shine r 
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2 The present moment flies, 

And bears our life away ; 
make thy servants truly wise, 
That they may live to-day ! 

3 Since on this winged hour 

Eternity is hung, 
Waken, by thine almighty power, 
The aged and the young. 

4 One thing demands our care ; 

O be it still pursued, 
Lest, slighted once, the season fair 
Should never be renewed. 

5 To Jesus may we fly, 

Swift as the morning light, 
Lest life's young golden beam should die 
In sudden, endless night. 

Philip Doddridge. 



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How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
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While yet a pard'ning God is found. 

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And none be found to hear or save. 

4 In that lone land of deep despair 

No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise. 
No God regard your bitter prayer, 
Xo Saviour call you to the skies. 

Timothy Dwight. 



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See scandals poured on Jesus' name ; 
The Father wounded through the Son, 
The world abused, the soul undone. 

3 See the short course of vain delight 
Closing in everlasting night, 

In flames that no abatement know, 
Though briny tears forever flow. 



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4 My God, I feel the mournful scene ; 
My spirit yearns o'er dying men ; 
And fain my pity would reclaim, 

And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 

5 But feeble my compassion proves, 
And can but weep where most it loves ; 
Thy own all-saving arm employ, 

And turn these drops of grief to joy. 

Philip Doddridge. 



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And think ourselves sincere ; 
But show us, Lord, is every one 
Thy real worshiper? 

3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 

Nor feels his want of thee ; 
A stranger to the blood which bought 
His pardon on the tree? 

4 Convince him now of unbelief, 

His desp'rate state explain, 
And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
And penitential pain. 

5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, 

And bid the sleeper rise ; 
And bid his guilty conscience dread 
The death that never dies. 

Charles Wesley. 

303 c m. 

1 What is the thing of greatest price, 

The whole creation round ? 
That which was lost in Paradise, 
That which in Christ is found : 

2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — 

That keeps two worlds at strife : 
Hell moves beneath to work its death, 
Heaven stoops to give it life. 

3 God, to reclaim it, did not spare 

His well -beloved Son ; 
Jesus, to save it, deigned to bear 
The sins of all in one. 

4 The Holy Spirit sealed the plan, 

And pledged the blood divine 



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To ransom every soul of man — 
That price was paid for mine. 

5 And is this treasure borne below, 

In earthen vessels frail 'i 
Can none its utmost value know, 
Till flesh and spirit fail ? 

6 Then let us gather round the cross, 

That knowledge to obtain ; 
Not by the soul's eternal loss, 
But everlasting gain. 

Jame3 Montgomery. 

304 c m 

1 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord, 

Thy power to us make known ; 
Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
And break these hearts of stone. 

2 Convince us first of unbelief, 

And freely then release ; 
Fill every soul with sacred grief, 
And then with sacred peace. 

3 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, 

And then enrich the poor ; 
The knowledge of our sickness give, 
The knowledge of our cure. 

4 That blessed sense of guilt impart, 

And then remove the load ; 
Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 
In thine atoning blood. 

5 Our desp'rate state through sin declare, 

And speak our sins forgiven : 
By perfect holiness prepare, 
And take us up to heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



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THE GOSPEL CALL. 

SAWLEY. C. M. 



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Nor suddenly consume ; 
But let them take the proffered grace, 
And flee the wrath to come. 

3 O wouldst thou cast a pitying look, 

All goodness as thou art, 
Like that which faithless Peter's broke, 
On every stony heart ! 

4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, 

And crucified afresh, 
Touch with thine all- victorious blood, 
And turn the stone to flesh. 

5 Open their eyes thy cross to see, 

Their ears to hear thy cries : 
Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, 
For thee he weeps and dies. 

6 All the day long he meekly stands, 

His rebels to receive ; 
And shows his wounds, and spreads his 
And bids you turn and live. [hands, 

Charles Wesley. 

306 c m 

1 Jesus, thou all-redeeming Lord, 

Thy blessing we implore ; 
Open the door to preach thy word, 
The great effectual door. 

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save 

From sin and Satan's power ; 
And let them now acceptance have, 
And know their gracious hour. 



3 Lover of souls! thou know'st to prize 
What thou hast bought so dear : 

Come, then, and in thy people's eyes, 
With all thy wounds appear ! 

4 The hardness from their hearts remove. 
Thou who for all hast died ; 

Show them the tokens of thy love, 
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side. 

5 Ready thou art the blood t' apply, 
And prove the record true ; 

And all thy wounds to sinners cry • 
"I suffered this for you." 

Charles Wesley. 

307 c. m. 

1 Jesus, thy blessings are not few, 
Nor is thy gospel weak : 

Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 
And bow th' aspiring Greek. 

2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage 
Doth thy salvation flow ; 

'Tis not confined to sex or age, 
The lofty or the low. 

3 While grace is offered to the prince, 
The poor may take their share ; 

No mortal has a just pretense 
To perish in despair. 

4 Come, all ye vilest sinners, come , 
He'll form your souls anew ; 

His gospel and. his heart have room 
For rebels such as you. 

1Q0 Isaac Watts. 



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PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



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And blindly serve a God unknown, 

Till thou the veil remove: 
The gift unspeakable impart, 
And write thy name upon my heart, 
And manifest thy love. 

3 I know the grace is only thine, 
The gift of faith is all divine ; 

But if on thee we call, 
Thou wilt the benefit bestow, 
And give us hearts to feel and know 

That thou hast died for all. 

4 Be it according to thy word ; 

Now let me find my pard'ning Lord ; 

Let what I ask be given : 
The bar of unbelief remove, 
Open the door of faith and love, 

And take me into heaven! 

Charles Weslty. 

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Give me thyself, or else I die ! 
Save me from death ; from hell set free ! 
Death, hell, are hut the want of thee. 



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Quickened by thy imparted flame ; 
Saved, when possessed of thee, I am : 
My life, my only heaven thou art ; 
O might I feel thee in my heart ! 

Charles Wesley. 

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The power and glory of thy grace : 
Great God, thy nature bath no bound, 
So let thy pard'ning love be found. 
O wash my soul from every sin, 
And make my guilty conscience clean ! 
Here on my heart the burden lies, 
And past offenses pain mine eyes. 
My lips with shame my sins confess, 
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I am condemned, but thou art clear. 

5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
And if my soul were sent to hell, 
Thy righteous law approves it well. 

6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
Whose hope, still hov' ring round thy word, 
Would light on some sweet promise there, 
Some sure support against despair. 

i£«2 Isaac Watts. 



311 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES 

NOEL. C. M. 



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4 Show my forgetful feet the way 
That leads to joys on high, 
Where knowledge grows without decay, 
And love shall never die. 

Isaac Watts. 



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It seemed to charge me with his death, 

Though not a word he spoke. 
4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt, 

And plunged me in despair ; 



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And helped to nail him there. 

5 A second look he gave, which said : 

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This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
I die that thou mayst live. " 

6 Thus, while his death my sin displays 

In all its blackest hue, 
Such is the mystery of grace, 
It seals my pardon too. 

163 John Newton. 



313 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

BEMERTON. C. II. 



HENRY W. GREATOREX. 



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Which from repentance flow ; 
That consciousness of guilt which fears 
The long-suspended blow ! 
3 Saviour, to me in pity give 
The sensible distress ; 
The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, 
And bid me die in peace. 

Charles Wesley. 



314 cm 

1 Father, I wait before thy throne ; 

Call me a child of thine ; 
Send down the Spirit of thy Son, 
To form my heart divine. 

2 There shed thy promised love abroad, 

And make my comfort strong ; 
Then shall I say, " My Father, God ! " 
With an unwav'ring tongue. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Thy pard'ning love reveal, 
The peaceful answer of our prayer 
To every conscience seal. 

3 Meanest of all thy servants, I 

Those happier spirits meet, 
And mix with theirs my feeble cry, 
And worship at thy feet. 

4 On me, on all, some gift bestow, 

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In every mournful heart. 

5 Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, 

And speak our sins forgiven, 
Or haste throughout the lump to spread 
The sanctifying leaven. 

6 Refresh us with a ceaseless shower 

Of graces from above, 
Till all receive the perfect power 
Of everlasting love. 

154 Charlet Wtslty. 



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SHAWMUT. S. M. 



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A troubled heart that can not rest 

Till sprinkled with thy blood. 

3 Jesus, on me bestow 

The penitent desire ; 



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With true sincerity of woe 
My aching breast inspire ; 
4 With soft'ning pity lot)k, 

■ And melt my hardness down ; 
Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, 
And break this heart of stone ! 

Charles Wesley. 

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5 This is thy will, I know, 
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This moment turn to thee : 

6 O might I now embrace 
Thy all-sufficient power ! 

And never more to sin give place, 
And never grieve thee more ! 

165 Charles Wesley. 



318 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

WOODWORTH. L. M. 



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O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

Just as I am , though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings within, and fears without, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 



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O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

Just as I am thou wilt receive, 
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve 
Because thy promise I believe, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

Just as I am — thy love unknown 
Hath broken every barrier dowTi ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 

Charlotte Elliott. 



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Be thou astonished, O my soul : 
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Each sin demands a tear : 
In heaven alone no sin is found. 
And there's no weeping there. 

Benjamin Beddomt 



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Thousands of rams his favor buy? 
Or slaughtered hecatombs appease? 

3 Can these avert the wrath of God ? 

Can these wash out my guilty stain ? 
Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, 
Alas ! they all must flow in vain. 

4 Whoe'er to thee themselves approve 

Must take the path thyself hast showed ; 
Justice pursue, and mercy love, 

And humbly walk by faith with God. 



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But though my life henceforth be thine, 

Present for past can ne'er atone : 
Though I to thee the whole resign, 

I only give thee back thine own. 
What have I then wherein to trust ? 

I nothing have, I nothing am ; 
Excluded is my every boast ; 

My glory swallowed up in shame. 
Guilty I stand before thy face ; 

On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 
'Tis just the sentence should take place, 

'Tis just— but O, thy Son hath died ! 

Charles Wesley. 
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Pity my helpless unbelief, 
And break my heart of stone. 

Regard me with a gracious eye, 
The long-sought blessing give ; 

And bid me, at the point to die, 
Behold thy face and live. 

Charles Wesley. 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



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1 Long have I seemed to serve thee. Lord, 

With unavailing pain : 
Fasted and prayed, and read thy word. 
And heard it preached in vain. 

2 Oft did I with th' assembly join, 

And near thy altar drew ; 

A form of godliness was mine, 

The power I never knew. 

3 I rested in the outward law, 

Nor knew its deep design : 
The length and breadth I never saw, 
And height, of love divine. 



4 I see the perfect law requires 

Truth in the inward parts ; 
Our full consent, our whole desires, 
Our undivided hearts. 

5 But I of means have made my boast, 

Of means an idol made ; 
The spirit in the letter lost, 
The substance in the shade. 

6 Where am I now ? what is my hope ? 

What can my weakness do? 

Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 

'Tis thou must make it new. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Look dowm, O Lord, with pitying eye, 
And save the soul condemned to die. 

3 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; 
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 

4 may thy love inspire my tongue! 
Salvation shall be all my song ; 

And all my powers shall join to bless 
The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 

Isaac Watts. 

325 L m. 

1 Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin, 
And born unholy and unclean ; 
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 
Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 

2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 
The seeds of sin grow up for death ; 



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Thy law demands a perfect heart, 
But we're defiled in every part. 

Behold! I fall before thy face ; 

My only refuge is thy grace: 

No outward forms can make me clean; 

The leprosy lies deep within. 

No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast. 
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,, 
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, 
Can wash the dismal stain away. 

Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 
Hath power sufficient to atone ; 
Thy blood can make me white as snow : 
No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 

While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, 
Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease, 
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice. 
And make my broken heart rejoice. 

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And trembles at the thought : 

3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed 

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O how shall I appear? 

4 O may my broken, contrite heart 

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Eternal woe prevent. 

5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, 

Ere yet it be too late ; 
And hear my Saviour's dying groan, 
To give those sorrows weight ! 

6 For never shall my soul despair 

Her pardon to secure, 
Who knows thine only Son hath died 
To make that pardon sure. 

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The seas can roar ; the mountains shake : 
Of feeling all things show some sign, 
But this unfeeling heart of mine. 

3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, 
O Lord, an adamant would melt ! 
But I can read each moving line, 
And nothing moves this heart of mine. 



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Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, 
(Amazing thought !) which devils fear : 
Goodness and wrath in vain combine 
To stir this stupid heart of mine. 
But something yet can do the deed ; 
And that blest something much I need : 
Thy Spirit can from dross refine, 
And melt and change this heart of min«. 
Joseph Hurt. 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



328 Tunb— *' Wallace." L. M. 

1 Lord, I despair myself to heal : 
I see my sin, but can not feel ; 
I caD not, till thy Spirit blow, 
And bid th' obedient waters nov?. 

V 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give : 
Thy gifts I only can receive ; 
Here, then, to thee I all resign ; 
To draw, redeem, and seal, are thine. 



3 With simple faith on thee I call, 
My light, my life, my Lord, my all : 
I wait the moving of the pool ; 

I wait the word that speaks me whole. 

4 Speak, gracious Lord ; my sickness cure ; 
Make my infected nature pure : 

Peace, righteousness, and joy, impart, 
And pour thyself into my heart ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Ah! whither should I go? 

3 Thy condescending grace 

To me did freely move : 
It calls me still to seek thy face, 
And stoops to ask my love. 

4 Lord, at thy feet I fall ; 

I groan to be set free ; 
I fain would now obey the call, 
And give up all for thee. 

Charles Wesley, 

330 s m 

1 And can I yet delay 

My little all to give ? 
To tear my soul from earth away 
For Jesus to receive ? 

2 Nay, but I yield. I yield ! 

I can hold out no more : 



I sink, by dying love compelled, 
And own thee Conqueror! 

3 Though late, I all forsake ; 

My friends, my all resign : 
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
And seal me ever thine ! 

4 Come, and possess me whole, 

Nor hence again remove : 
Settle and fix my wav'ring soul 
With all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this. 

Thy only love to know ; 
To seek and taste no other bliss, 
No other good below. 

6 My life, my portion thou, 

Thou all-sufficient art : 
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter and keep mv heart. 

Charles Wesley. 



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2 What is it keeps me hack, 

From which I can not part? 
Which will not let the Saviour take 

Possession of my heart ? 
Some cursed thing unknown 

Must surely lurk within ; 
Some idol which I will not own, 

Some secret bosom-sin. 

3 Jesus, the hind' ranee show, 

Which I have feared to see ; 
And let me now consent to know 
What keeps me back from thee. 



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Searcher of hearts, in mine 
Thy trying power display ; 

Into its darkest corners shine, 
And take the veil away. 

4 I now believe in thee 

Compassion reigns alone ; 
According to my faith, to me 

O let it. Lord, be done ! 
In me is all the bar, 

Which thou wouldst fain remove ; 
Eemove it, and I shall declare 

That God is only love. 

Charles Wesley 



332 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

GORTON. S. M. 



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2 If I begin to wake 

Out of my deadly sleep. 

Into thy arms of mercy take, 

And there forever keep. 

3 No other right have I 

Than what the world may claim 



All, all may to their God draw nigh, 
Through faith in Jesus' name. 

4 Thou hast obtained the grace 
That all may turn and live ; 
And lo ! thy offer I embrace, 
Thy mercy I receive. 

Charles Wesley. 



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'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; 
Fall'n, till in me thine image shine, 
And lost I am till thou art mine. 

3 What shall I say thy grace to move ? 
Lord, I am sin, but thou art love: 

I give up every plea beside, 
" Lord, I am lost, but thou hast died." 

Charles Wesley. 

335 l m 

1 Jesus, thy far-extended fame 

My drooping soul exults to hear ; 
Thy name, thy all-restoring name, 
Is music in a sinner's ear. 

2 Sinners of old thou didst receive. 

With comfortable words, and kind, 
Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve, 
Heal the diseased, and cure the blind. 

3 And art thou not the Saviour still, 

In every place and age the same? 
Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, 
Or lost the virtue of thy name ? 

4 All my disease, my every sin, 

To thee, O Jesus, I confess : 
In pardon, Lord, my cure begin, 
And perfect it. in holiness. 

Charles Wesley. 

336 l. m 

1 O thou whom once they flocked to hear! 
Thy words to hear, thy power to feel, 
Suffer the sinners to draw near. 
And graciously receive us still. 



2 They that be whole, thyself hast said, 

No need of a physician have ; 
But I am sick, and want thine aid. 
And ask thine utmost power to save. 

3 Thy power, and truth, and love divine. 

The same from age to age endure : 
A word, a gracious word of thine, 
The most invet'rate plague can cure. 

4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies. 

And long hath languished at the pool. 
A word of thine shall make me rise, 
Shall speak me in a moment whole. 

Charles Wesley. 

337 l. m. 

1 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
That I shall find my all in thee? 

The fullness of thy promise prove, 
The seal of thine eternal love? 

2 A poor blind child I wander here, 
If haply I may feel thee near ; 

dark*! dark! dark! I still must say, 
Amidst the blaze of gospel day. 

3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find, 
And cast the world and flesh behind ; 
Thou, only thou, to me be given. 

Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 

4 When from the arm of flesh set free, 
Jesus, my soul shall fly to thee : 
Jesus, when I have lost my all, 

1 shall upon thy bosom fall. 

Charles Wesley 



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My heart's extreme desire, 
Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
And in his arms expire ! 

3 In answer to ten thousand prayers, 

Thou pard'ning God, descend ; 
Number me with salvation's heirs, 
My sins and troubles end. 

4 Nothing I ask or want beside, 

Of all in earth or heaven. 
But let me feel thy blood applied, 
And live and die forgiven. 

Charles Wesley. 

339 c m 

1 JESUS, if still thou art to-day, 

As yesterday, the same. 
Present to heal, in me display 
The virtue of thy name ! 

2 If still thou go'st about to do 

Thy needy creatures good, 
On me. that I thy praise may show, 
Be all thy wonders showed. 

3 Now. Lord, to whom for help I call, 

Thy miracles repeat : 
With pitying eyes behold me fall 
A leper at thy feet. 

4 Loathsome and vile and self-abhorred, 

I sink beneath my sin ; 
But. if thou wilt, a gracious word 
Of thine can make me clean. 

Charles Wesley. 

340 c m 

1 Wtth glorious clouds encompassed round, 
Whom angels dimly see, 



Will the Unsearchable be found, 
Or God appear to me ? 

2 Will he forsake his throne above, 
Himself to worms impart ? 

Answer, thou Man of grief and love, 
And speak it to my heart. 

3 In manifested love explain 
Thy wonderful design : 

What meant the sufFring Son of man, 
The streaming blood divine ? 

4 I view the Lamb in his own light, 
Whom angels dimly see ; 

And gaze, transported at the sight, 
To all eternitv. 

Charles Wetley 

341 cm 

1 While dead in trespasses I lie, 
Thy quick 'ning Spirit give ; 

Call me, thou Son of God, that I 
May hear thy voice and live. 

2 If thou impart thyself to me, 
No other good I need ; 

If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 
I shall be free indeed. 

3 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, 
Thou wilt redeem my soul : 

Lord. I believe, and not in vain : 
My faith shall make me whole. 

4 I too with thee shall walk in white, 
With all thy saints shall prove 

What is the length and breadth and height 
And depth of perfect love. 

175 Charles Wesley. 



342 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



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2 I ask the blood-bought pardon sealed, 

The liberty from sin, 
The grace infused, the love revealed, 
The kingdom fixed within. 

3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray ; 

Thou seest my heart's desire ; 
Made ready in thy powerful day, 
Thy fullness I require. 

4 My vehement soul cries out, oppressed, 

Impatient to be freed! 



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Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, 
Till I am saved indeed. 

5 Art thou not able to convert ? 
A.rt thou not willing too ? 

To change this old rebellious heart, 
To conquer and renew ? 

6 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, 
So arm me with thy power, 

That I to sin may never cleave, 
May never feel it more. 

Charles Wesley. 
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Sounds from the sacred word : 
"Ho! ye despairing sinners, come, 
And trust a faithful Lord." 

3 My soul obeys the gracious call, 

And runs to this relief : 
I would believe thy promise, Lord, 
O help my unbelief ! 



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To the blest fountain of thy blood, 

Incarnate God, I fly ; 
Here let me wash my spotted soul 

From crimes of deepest dye. 
A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 

Into thy arms I fall : 
Be thou my strength and righteousness, 

My Jesus and my all. 

Isaac Watts. 



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PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

AVON. C. M. 



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He groaned upon the tree ? 
Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
And love beyond degree ! 

3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 

And shut his glories in, 
When Christ, the mighty Maker, died 
For man, the creature's sin ! 

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 

While his dear cross appears ; 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt mine eyes to tears. 

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe : 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 

Isaac Watts. 

345 cm 

1 Fatheb, I stretch my hands to thee, 

No other help I know ; 
If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
Ah ! whither shall I go ? 

2 What did thine only Son endure, 

Before I drew my breath ! 
What pain, what labor to secure 
My soul from endless death ! 

3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 

I now should feel thy power ! 
Now mv poor soul thou wouldst retrieve, 
Nor let me wait one hour. 

4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 

My weary, longing eyes: 
O let me now receive that gift ! 
My soul without it dies! 

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5 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 

speak, and I shall live ; 
And here I will unwearied lie, 

Till thou thy Spirit give. 

6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, 
Could they but see thy face : 

let me hear thy quick' ning voice, 
And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 

Charles Wesley. 

346 c. m. 

1 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
Where Jesus answers prayer ; 

There humbly fall before his feet, 
For none can perish there. 

2 Thy promise is my only plea, 
With this I venture nigh : 

Thou call'st the burdened soul to thee, 
And such, O Lord, am I. 

3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, 
By Satan sorely pressed, 

By wars without, and fears within, 

1 come to thee for rest. 

4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place, 
That, sheltered near thy side, 

1 may my fierce accuser face, 
And tell him thou hast died. 

5 O wondrous love ! to bleed and die, 
To bear the cross and shame, 

That guilty sinners, su'-h as I, 
Might plead his gracious name ! 

6 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still ; 
My promised grace receive :" 

'Tis Jesus speaks — I must, I will, 
I can, I do believe. 

John Newton. 



347 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

CATON. L. M. 



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Earth is no resting | place for | thee ;|| 
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O'er the grave where Lazarus slept ; 
By the bitter tears that flowed 
Over Salem's lost abode, — 
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Saviour, help me, or I die. 

3 By thy lonely hour of prayer ; 
By the fearful conflict there ; 
By thy cross and dying cries ; 



By thy one great sacrifice, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye ; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 

4 By thy triumph o'er the grave ; 
By thy power the lost to save ; 
By thy high, majestic throne ; 
By the empire all thine own, — 
Saviour, look with pitying eye ; 
Saviour, help me, or I die. 

Robert Grant. Alt. 



349 



MERCY-SEAT. C. M. 



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To pay the debt I owe, 
Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
In ceaseless torrents flow. 

3 But no such sacrifice I plead 

To expiate my guilt ; 



No tears but those which thou hast shed, 
No blood but thou hast spilt. 

4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord, 
And all my sins forgive ; 
Justice will well approve the word 
That bids the sinner live. 

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DEVOTION. L. M. 

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The road that leads from banishment. 
The King's highway of holiness, 
I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
This is the way 1 long have sought, 
And mourn'd because I found it not; 
My grief a burden long has been, 
Because I was not saved from sin. 
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" Come hither, soul, L am the way." 

5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 
Nothing but sin have I to give, 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood, 
And say, "Behold the way to God !" 

John Cennick. 

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And all who know that love of thine, 

The joy of angels know. 
4 That thou canst here forgive, 

Grant me to testify ; 
And justified by faith to live, 

And in that faith to die. 

Charles Wesley. 



352 



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FARNHAM. CM. D. 



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If it be thy sweet will, 
Spare not, but to the very brim 

The bitter chalice fill. 

3 But if it hath been sin of mine, 

O show that sin to me. 
Not to get back the sweetness lost, 

But to make peace with thee. 
One thing alone, dear Lord, I dread — 

To have a sinful spot 
Tbat separates my soul from thee, 

And yet to know it not. 

4 Then, if this weariness hath come 

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To tremble and adore, 
To sound my own vile nothingness, 

And thus to love thee more. 

Frederick William Faber. 
353 C. M. D. 

1 As pants the hart for cooling streams, 

When heated in the chase, 
So longs nxy soul, O God, for thee, 

And thy refreshing grace. 
For thee, my Gcd, the living God, 

My thirsty soul doth pine ; 
O when shall I behold thy face, 

Thou Majesty divine? 

2 I sigh to think of happier days, 

When thou, O Lord, wast nigh : 
When every heart was tuned to praise, 

And none more blest than I. 
Why restless, why cast down, my sou] ? 

Hope still, and thou shalt sing 
The praise of him who is thy God, 

Thy Saviour, and thy King. 

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354 



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Still support and comfort me ! 
All my trust on thee is stayed, 

All my help from thee I bring : 
Cover my defenseless head 

With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; 

More than all in thee I find : 
Eaise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 



Just and holy is thy name ; 

I am all unrighteousness : 
False, and full of sin, I am ; 

Thou art full of truth and grace. 

Plenteous grace with thee is found, 

Grace to cover all my sin : 
Let the healing streams abound, 

Make and keep me pure within. 
Thou of life the fountain art ; 

Freely let me take of thee : 
Spring thou up within my heart, 

Eise to all eternity ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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I the chief of sinners am, 

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ARIEL. C. P. M. 



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Its riches are unsearchable : 

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Desire in vain its depths to see ; 
They cannot reach the mystery, 

The length, the breadth, and. height. 

3 God only knows the love of God : 
O that it now were shed abroad 

In this poor stony heart ! 
For love I sigh, for love I pine ; 
This only portion, Lord, be mine ! 

Ee mine this better part ! 

A O that I could for ever sit 

With Mary at the Master's feet ! 

Be this my happy choice ; 
My only care, delight, and bliss, 
My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, 

To hear the Bridegroom's voice ! 



5 O that, with humbled Peter, I 
Could weep, believe, and thrice reply, 

My faithfulness to prove, 
11 Thou know'st, for all to thee is known — 
Thou know'st, O Lord, and thou alone, 
Thou know'st that thee I love." 

6 O that I could, with favored John, 
Recline my weary head upon 

The dear Redeemer's breast ! 
From care, and sin, and sorrow free, 
Give me, O Lord, to find in thee 

My everlasting rest ! 

7 Thy only love do I require, 
Nothing in earth beneath desire, 

Nothing in heaven above ; 
Let earth, and heaven, and all things go, 
Give me thy only love to know, 

Give me thy only love. 

Charles Wesley. 

184 



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3o7 Tune— " Ariel." C. P. M. 

1 Thou great mysterious God unknown. 
Whose love hath gently led me on, 

E'en from ruy infant days, 
Mine inmost soul expose to view, 
And tell me if I ever knew 

Thy justifying grace. 

2 If I have only known thy fear, 
And followed, with a heart sincere, 

Thy drawings from above, 
Now, now the further grace bestow, 
And let my sprinkled conscience know 

Thy sweet forgiving love. 

3 Short of thy love I would not stop, 
A stranger to the gospel hope, 

The sense of sin forgiven : 
I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, 
"Without the inward witness live, 

That antepast of heaven. 

4 Father, in me reveal thy Son, 

And to my inmost soul make known 

How merciful thou art : 
The secret of thy love reveal, 
And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell 

For ever in my heart ! 

Charles Wesley. 



3o8 Tune— " Ariel." C. P. M. 

1 O thou who hast our sorrows borne, 
Help us to look on thee and mourn, 

On thee whom we have slain, 
Have pierced a thousand, thousand times, 
And by reiterated crimes 

Renewed thy sacred pain. 

2 Vouchsafe us eyes of faith to see 
The man transfixed on Calvary ! 

To know thee who thou art, 
The one eternal God and true ; 
And let the sight affect, subdue, 

And break my stubborn heart. 

3 Lover of souls, to rescue mine, 
Reveal the charity divine 

That suffered in my stead ! 
That made thy soul a sacrifice, 
And quenched in death those flaming eyes, 

And bowed that sacred head. 

I Now let thy dying love constrain 
My soul to love its God again, 

Its God to glorify ! 
And lo ! I come thy cross to share, 
Echo thy sacrificial prayer, 

And with my Saviour die ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Pardon and accept me now. 

3 Pity from thine eye let fall ; 
By a look my soul recall ; 



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Now the stone to flesh convert, 
Cast a look, and break my hearl. 

4 Now incline me to repent, 
Let me now my fal 1 lament, 
Now my foul revolt deplore. 
Weep, believe, and sin no more.! 

Charles Wesley. 



360 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

DILLON. L.M. 61. 

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My sin and misery declare ; 
Thyself hast called me by my name, 

Look on thy hands and read it there ; 
But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? 
Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 

3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, 

I never will unloose my hold , 
Art thou the Man that died for me? 

The secret of thy love unfold : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal 

Thy new, unutterable name ? 
Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; 

To know it now, resolved I am : 
Wrestling, I will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, 

And murmur to contend so long? 
I rise superior to my pain; 



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When I am weak, then I am strong ; 
And when my all of strength shall fail, 
I shall with the God-man prevail. 

6 My strength is gone, my nature dies, 
I sink beneath thy weighty hand ; 
Faint, to revive — and fall, to rise ; 
I fall, and yet by faith I stand : 
I stand, and will not let thee go, 
Till I thy name, thy nature know. 

Charles Wesley. 

361 L. M. 61. 

1 Yield to me now, for I am weak, 

But confident in self-despair.; 
Speak to my heart, in blessings speak ; 

Be conquered by my instant prayer : 
Speak, or thou never hence shalt move, 
And tell me if thy name be Love. 

2 'Tis Love ! 'tis Love ! thou diedst for me; 

I hear thy whisper in my heart ; 
The morning breaks, the shadowr flee ; 

Pure, universal love thou art : 
To me, to all, thy bowels move ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



* My prayer hath power with God ; the 
Unspeakable I now receive ; [grace 

Through faith I see thee face to face ; 
I see thee face to face, and live ! 

In vain 1 have not wept and strove ; 

Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

4 I know thee, Saviour, who thou art — 
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend; 
Nor wilt thou with the night depart, 

But stay and love me to the end : 
Thy mercies never shall remove ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 



5 The Sun of righteousness on me 

Hath risen, with healing in his wings : 
Withered my nature's strength, from thee 

My soul its life and succor brings ; 
My help is all laid up above ; 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

6 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; 

Hell, earth, and sin with ease o'er- 
I leap ibr joy, pursue my way, [come * 

And, as a bounding hart, fly home ; 
Through all eternity to prove 
Thy nature and thy name is Love. 

Charles Wesley. 



362 



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Prayer a task and burden prove, 
Every trifle give me pain, 
If I knew a Saviour's love? 

4 When I pray or hear or read, 

Sin seems mixed with all I do ; 
Ye who love the Lord indeed, 
Tell me, is it thus with you? 

5 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 

Find my sin a grief and thrall ; 



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Should I grieve for what I feel, 
If I did not love at all ? 

6 Could I joy his saints to meet, 

Love the ways I once abhorred, 
Find at times the promise sweet, 
If I did not love the Lord? 

7 Lord, decide the doubtful case, 

Thou who art thy people's Sun; 
Shine upon thy work of grace, 
If it be indeed begun. 

8 Let me love thee more and more, 

If I love at all, I pray ; 
If I have not loved before, 
Help me to begin to-day. 

John Newton. 



363 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 

EOSELALE. L. M. 



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Fruit of thy gracious lips — restore 
My peace, and bid me sin no more ! 

Charles Wesley, 



364 



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5 The dearest idol I have known, 

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Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 

Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light shall mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

William Cowper. 



PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 



3G5 Tunk— "Ortonville." CM. 

1 Jesus, the all-restoring Word, 

My fallen spirit's hope, 
After thy lovely likeness, Lord, 
Ah ! when shall I wake up ? 

2 Of all thou hast in earth helow, 

In heaven above, to give, 
Give me thy only love to know, 
In thee to walk and live. 



3 Fill me with all the life of love ; 

In mystic union join 
Me to thyself, and let me prove 
The fellowship divine. 

4 Open the intercourse between 

My longing soul and thee, 
Never to be broke off again 
To all eternity. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Give me, through thy dying love, 

The humble, contrite heart : 
Give what I have long implored, 

A portion of thy grief unknown ; 
Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

3 For thine own compassion's sake, 

The gracious wonder show; 
Cast my sins behind thy back, 

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If thy bowels now are stirred, 

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Life, and happiness, and love, 

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Speak the reconciling word, 

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Turn, and look upon me, Lord, 

And break my heart of stone. 

5 Look as when thy languid eye 

Was closed that we might live ; 
"Father," (at the point to die 

My Saviour gasped,) " forgive !" 
Surely with that dying word 

He turns, and looks, and cries, " 'Tia 
O my bleeding, loving Lord, [done!" 
Thou break 'st my heart of stone ! 

189 Charles Wesley. 



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Absent from thee, my Light, 

Without one cheering ray, 
Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night. 

How desolate my way ! 
On this benighted heart 

With beams of mercy shine ; 
And let thy voice again impart 

A taste of joy divine. 

Anne Steele, Alt. 

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Long provoked him to his face ; 
Would not hearken to his calls ; 
Grieved him by a thousand falls. 

3 Lo ! I cumber still the ground ; 
Lo ! an Advocate is found ! 

" Hasten not to cut him down ; 
Let this barren soul alone. ' ' 

4 Jesus speaks, and pleads his blood 
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Justice lingers into love. 

5 Kindled his relentings are ; 
Me he now delights to spare ; 
Cries, "How shall I give thee up? " 
Lets the lifted thunder drop. 

6 There for me the Saviour stands ; 
Shows his wounds, and spreads his handa: 
God is love ! I know, I feel ; 

Jesus weeps and loves me still. 

J9Q Charles Wesley. 



WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. 



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His love was all my song. 

3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, 

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And when I read his holy word, 
I called each promise mine. 



4 But now, when evening shade prevails, 

My soul in darkness mourns ; 
And when the morn the light reveals, 
No light to me returns. 

5 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail ; 

O make my soul thy care ; 

I know thy mercy can not fail ; 

Let me that mercy share. 

John Newton. 



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4 Restore, my dear Saviour, the light of 
thy face ; 
Thy soul -cheering comfort impart; 
And let the sweet tokens of pardoning 
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Bring joy to my desolate heart. 



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Thy Spirit I implore, 
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373 s.m. 

1 O Jesus ! full of grace, 

To thee I make my moan ; 
Let me again behold thy face, 
Call home thy banished one. 

2 Again my pardon seal, 
Again my soul restore, 

And freely my backslidings heal, 
And bid me sin no more. 

3 Again thy love reveal ; 
Restore that inward heaven ; 

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4 Thy utmost mercy show ; 
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Charles Wesley. 



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CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 



1. JUSTIFICATION AND THE NEW BIRTH, 



374 




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To spread through all the earth abroad, 
The honors of thy Name. 

3 Jesus ! the Name that charms our fears, 

That bids our sorrows cease ; 
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'Tis life, and health, and peace. 

4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin, 

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His blood availed for me. 

5 He speaks — and, listening to his voice, 4 

New life the dead receive ; 
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice; 
The humble poor believe. 

6 Hear him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb. 

Your loosened tongues employ ; 
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come, 
And leap, ye lame, for joy ! 

193 Charles Wesley. 



375 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

HAMBURG. L. M. 






LOWELL MASOX. 




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Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; 
Like the blest hour, when from above 
We first received the pledge of love. 

3 The gladness of that happy day, 
O may it ever, ever stay ! 

Nor let our faith forsake its hold, 
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 

4 Each foil 'wing minute, as it flies, 
Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
Till we are raised to sing thy name, 
At the great supper of the Lamb. 

Isaac Watts. 



376 l. m. 

1 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 
My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day, 
For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 

3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
Who from the Father's bosom came, 
Who died for me, e'en me, t' atone, 
Now for my Lord and God. I own. 

4 Lord, I believe thy precious blood, 
Which, at the mercy-seat of God, 
Forever doth for sinners plead, 
For me, e'en for my soul, was shed. 



5 Lord, I believe were sinners more 
Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
Thou hast for all a ransom paid, 
For ALL a full atonement made. 

Count Zinzendorf. Tr. by John Wesley. 

377 l.m. 

1 Author of faith, eternal Word, 
Whose Spirit breathes the active flame, 

Faith, like its Finisher and Lord, 
To-day, as yesterday, the same ; 

2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
And ask the gift unspeakable ; 

Increase in us the kindled fire, 
In us the work of faith fulfill. 

3 By faith we know thee strong to save ; 
(Save us, a present Saviour thou !) 

Whate'er we hope, by faith we have ; 
Future and past subsisting now. 

4 To him that in thy name believes, 
Eternal life with thee is given ; 

Into himself he all receives — 
Pardon and holiness and heaven. 

5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
Unseen by reason's glimmering ray, 

With strong, commanding evidence, 
Their heavenly origin display. 

6 Faith lends its realizing light, 
The clouds disperse, the shadows fly, 

Th' Invisible appears in sight. 
And God is seen by mortal eye. 

Charles Wesley, 

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Thy heart still melts with tenderness ; 

Thy arms of love still open are. 
Returning sinners to receive, 
That mercy they may taste, and live. 

3 O Love, thou hottomless abyss ! 

My sins are swallowed up in thee ; 
Covered is my unrighteousness, 

Nor spot of guilt remains on me. 
While Jesus' blood, through earth and 

skies, 
Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries ! 

4 By faith I plunge me in this sea; 

Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; 
Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; 



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I look into my Saviour's breast : 
Away, sad doubt, and anxious fear, 
Mercy is all that's written there. 

Though waves and storms go o'er my head, 
Though strength and health and 
friends be gone, 

Though joys be withered all and dead. 
Though even- comfort be withdrawn ; 

On this my steadfast soul relies, 

Father, thy mercy never dies. 

Fixed on this ground will I remain. 

Though my heart fail, and flesh decay; 
This anchor shall my soul sustain, 

When earth's foundations melt away ; 
Mercy's full power I then shall prove, 
Loved with an everlasting love. 

John Andrew Rothe. Tr. by John Wesley. 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 



379 



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Their lips and lives, without deceit. 

Shall prove their faith sincere. 
While I concealed my guilt, 

I felt the test' ring wound ; 



380 



Till I confessed my sins to thee, 

And ready pardon found. 
Let sinners learn to pray, 

Let saints keep near the throne ; 
Our help in times of deep distress 

Is found in God alone. 

Isaac Watts. 



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3 We who in Christ believe 

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We all his unknown peace receive, 
And feel his blood applied. 

4 Exults our rising soul, 

Disburdened of her load, 
And swells unutterably full 
Of glory and of God. 

Charles Wesley. 



381 s. m. 

1 Not with our mortal eyes 

Have we beheld the Lord ; 

Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 

And love him in his word. 

2 On earth w r e want the sight 

Of our Redeemer's face; 
Yet. Lord, our inmost thoughts delight 
To dwell upon thy grace. 

3 And when ve taste thy love, 

Our joys divinely grow 
Unspeakable, like those above, 
And heaven begins below. 

Isaac Watts. 



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382 Tunb— " Magdala." S. M. 

1 Behold ! what wondrous grace 

The Father hath bestowed 

On sinners of a mortal race, 

To call them sons of God ! 

2 Nor does it yet appear 

How great we must be made ; 
But when we see our Saviour here, 
We shall be like our Head. 

3 A hope so much divine 

May trials well endure, 
May purge our souls from sense and sin, 
As Christ, the Lord, is pure 

4 If in my Father's love 

I share a filial part, 
Send down thy Spirit, like* a dove, 
To rest upon my heart. 

Isaac Watts. 

383 Tune— " Magdala." S. M. 
1 We by his Spirit prove, 

And know the things of God, 



The things which freely of his lov© 
He hath on us bestowed. 

2 His Spirit us he gave, 

Who dwells in us, we know ; 
The witness in ourselves we have, 
And all its fruits we show. 

3 Our nature's turned, our mind 

Transformed in all its powers ; 
And both the witnesses are joined. 
The spirit of God with ours. 

4 Whate'er ou^pard'ning Lord 

Commands, we glad ly do ; 
And, guided by his sacred word, 
We all his steps pursue. 

5 His glory our design, 

We live our God to please ; 
And rise, with filial fear divine, 
To perfect holiness. 

Charles Wesley. Alt. 



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All creature-aid I saw was vain ; 
' ' The sinner must be born again, ' ' 
Or drink the wrath of God. 

it The saints I heard with rapture tell 
How Jesus conquered death and hell, 
And broke the tempter's snare ; 



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Yet when I found this truth remain, 
' The sinner must be born again," 
I sunk in deep despair. 

But while I thus in anguish lay, 
The gracious Saviour passed that way, 

And felt his pity move ; 
The sinner, once by justice slain, 
Now by his grace is born again, 

And sings redeeming love. 

Samson Occum. 



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Partner of my throne shalt be : 
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6 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
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Yet I love thee and adore : 

O for grace to love thee more ! 

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His all-redeeming love, 

His precious blood, to plead ; 
His blood atoned for all our race, 
And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 
Five bleeding wounds he bears, 

Eeceived on Calvary ; 
They pour effectual prayers, 

They strongly speak for me : 
Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, 
Nor let that ransomed sinner die ! ' ' 



The Father hears him pray, 

His dear Anointed One ; 
He cannot turn away 

The presence of his Son ; 
His Spirit answers to the blood, 
And tells me I am born of God. 
My God is reconciled, 

His pard'ning voice I hear ; 
He owns me for his child, 

I can no longer fear ; 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And, "Father, Abba, Father," cry. 

Charles Weslev. 



387 



WIMBORNE. L. M. 



JOHN WHITAKER. 




2 With joy the Father doth approve 
The fruit of his eternal love; 
The Son with joy looks down and sees 
The purchase of his agonies. 



3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
The holy soul he formed anew ; 
And saints and angels join to sing 
The growing empire of their King. 

199 Isaac Watts. 



388 



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OAKSVILLR C. M. 



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4 Let life immortal seize my clay ; 

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Can bring me near my God. 

5 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, 

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Angels now are hov'ring round us ; 

Unperceived they mix the throng, 
Wond'ring at the love that crowned us, 

Glad to join the holy song : 
Hallelujah ! 

Love and praise to Christ belong ! 
Now I see, with joy and wonder, 

Whence the gracious spring arose ; 
Angel minds are lost to ponder 

Dying love's mysterious cause ; 
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Or it had passed by me. 
The depth of all-redeeming love 

What angel tongue can tell? 
O may I to the utmost prove 

The gift unspeakable ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Only Jesus will I know, 

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This is all my happiness, 

On Jesus to depend ; 
Daily in his grace to grow, 

And ever in his faith abide: 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 



5 O that I could all invite 

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Show the length, the breadth, the height, 

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Fain I would to sinners show 

The blood by faith alone applied : 
Only Jesus will I know, 

And Jesus crucified. 

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JUSTIFICATION AND THE NEW BIRTH 

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3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, 

A sense of pard'ning love, 
A hope that triumphs over death, 
Give joys like those above. 



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To know that God is mine, 
Are springs of joy that never fail, 
Unspeakable, divine ! 

5 These are the joys which satisfy 

And sanctify the mind ; 
Which make the spirit mount on high, 
And leave the world behind. 

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When Jesus is revealed. 



4 Creatures no more divide my choice ; 
I bid them all depart : 
His name, his love, his gracious voice, 
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203 John Newton. 



394 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

BOTHWELL. L. M. 



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3 How blest are they who still abide 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side '. 
Who life and strength from thence derive, 
And by thee move, and in thee live. 

4 What are our works but sin and death, 
Till thou thy quick' ning Spirit breathe ? 
Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move: 
O wondrous grace ! O boundless love ! 

Count Zinzendorf. Tr.by John Wesley. 

395 L m 

1 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring? 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown ! 

2 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erfiow, 
Our words are lost ; nor will we know, 
Nor will we think of aught beside, 

: ' My Lord, my Love is crucified. ' ' 

3 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, 
To know the wonders thou hast wrought; 
Unloose our stamm'ring tongues to tell 
Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 

4 First-born of many brethren thou, 
To thee, lo ! all our souls we bow ; 



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Thine may we die, thine may we live! 

Count Zinzendorf. Tr. by John Wesley. 

396 L m 

1 Happy the man that finds the grace, 
The blessing of God's chosen race, 
The wisdom coming from above, 
The faith that sweetly works by love. 

2 Happy beyond description he 
Who knows. " The Saviour died for me!" 
The gift unspeakable obtains, 
And heavenly understanding gains. 

"3 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price 
Of wisdom's costly merchandise? 
Wisdom to silver w r e prefer, 
And gold is dross compared to her. 

4 Her hands are filled with length of days, 
True riches, and immortal praise — 
Kiches of Christ on all bestowed. 
And honor that descends from God. 

3"To purest joys she all invites 
Chaste, hoiy, spiritual delights : 
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
And all her flowery paths are peace. 

6 Happy the man who wisdom gains ; 
Thrice happy who his guest retains : 
He owns, and shall forever own, 
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven are one. 

204 Charles Weslev. 



JUSTIFICATION AND THE NEW BIRTH. 



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1 Lord, how secure and blest are they 

Who feel the joys of pardoned sin ! 
Should stormsof wrathshake earth and sea, 
Their minds have heaven and peace 
within. 

2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, 

Made up of innocence and love ; 
And soft and silent as the shades 
Their nightly minutes gently move. 

3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, 

But fly not half so fast away ; 



Their souls are ever bright as noon, 
And calm as summer evenings be. 

4 How oft they look to th' heavenly hills, 

Where groves of living pleasures grow ! 
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles 
Sit undisturbed upon their brow. 

5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, 

But spend the day and share the night 
In numbering o'er the richer joys 

That Heaven prepares for their delight. 

Isaac Watts 



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Blest Saviour, then, in love. 
Fear and distrust remove ; 
O bear me safe above, 

A ransomed soul ! 

Ray Palmer 
Doxology. 

To God, the Father, Son, 
And Spirit, Three in One, 

All praise be given : 
Crown Him in every song ; 
To Him your hearts belong, 
Let all His praise proloug 

On earth in heaven. 

Edwin Francis Hatfield. 



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3 But ah ! if foul and willful sin 
Stain and dishonor us within, 

Farewell the joy we knew; 
Again the slaves of nature's sway 
In labyrinths of sin we stray, 

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The gracious Spirit they receive, 

His work distinctly trace ; 
And, strong in undissembled love, 
Boldly assert, and clearly prove 

Their hearts his dwelling-place. 

5 O Messenger of dear delight, 
Whose voice dispels the deepest night, 

Sweet peace-proclaiming Dove ! 
With thee at hand to soothe our pains, 
No wish unsatisfied remains, 

No task but that of love. 

Madame Guy on. Tr. by William Cowper. 



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Constant still in faith abiding, 

Life deriving from his death. 
May I still enjoy this feeling, 

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At that transporting word, 
Run up with joy the shining way, 

To see and praise my Lord. 
Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 

I'd break through every foe ; 
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Isaac Watts 



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Till we take our seats above. 

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Charles Wesley. 



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211 Charles Wesley. 



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My every act, word, thought, he love. 

3 O Love, how cheering is thy ray ! 

All pain hefore thy presence flies ; 
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 



"Where'er thy healing heams arise,: 
O Jesus, nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire, or seek, hut thee ! 

Unwearied may I this pursue, 

Dauntless to the high prize aspire ; 

Hourly within my soul renew 

This holy flame, this heavenly lire ; 

And day and night "be all my care 

To guard the sacred treasure theie. 

Paul Gerhardt. Tr. by John Wesley. 



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And let me cease from sin. 

4 Remove this hardness from ray heart, 

This unbelief remove : 
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The Sabbath of thy love. 

Charles Wesley. 

412 c. m. 

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No Longer from thy creature stay, 

My Author and my End. 

Come. Father, Son. and Holy Ghost, 

And sea] me Thine abode; 
Let all I am in thee be lost, 

Lei all be lost in God ! 

diaries Wesley. 



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ASHVILLB. C. M. 



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He surely shall fulfill. 

4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 

I steadfastly believe 
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, 
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Charles Wesley. 

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More love to thee ! 
3 Let sorrow do its work, 

Send grief and pain ; 
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When they can sing with me, 
More love, O Christ, to thee, 
More love to thee ! 

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More love to thee ! 

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That blessed law of thine, 

JesilS, t<> me impart ; 
The Spirit's law of life divine. 

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Implant it deep within. 

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The law of liberty from sin. 

The perfect law of love. 

5 Thy nature be my law, 

Thy spotless sanctity ; 

And sweetly every moment draw 

My happy soul to thee 

Charles Wesley. 

418 s.m. 

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For they shall see our God ; 
The secret of the Lord is tin 
Their soul is his abode. 

2 Still to the lowly soul 

He doth himself impart. 
And for his temple and his throne 
Selects the pun- in heart. 
:; Lord. w<- thy presence seek, 
May ours thi-. blessing be : 

\e the pun- and lowly heart, 
A temple meet for thee. 

> John Keblc. 



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O cherish but the love of God 

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And see how from the world at once 

All tempting light departs. 
The perfect way is hard to flesh ; 

It is not hard to love : 



420 



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O if thy heart with love were filled, 

How swiftly wouldst thou move 1 
A trusting heart, a yearning eye, 

Can win their way above ; 
If mountains can be moved by faith. 

Is there less power in love ? 
God only is the creature's home, 

Though long and rough the road • 
And nothing less can satisfy 

The love that longs for God. 

Frederick William Faber. Alt. 
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And breathe that heavenly air. 

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That victory make me win, 

Then shall my soul her conflict cease, 
And find a heaven within. 

Author Unknown. 



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Thy laws with all my heart obey, 
With all my soul submit. 

4 Thy love the conquest more than gains 

To all I shall proclaim. 
Jesus, the King, the Conqu'ror reigns ; 
Bow down to Jesus' name. 

5 To thee shall earth and hell submit, 

And ev'ry foe shall fall, 
Till death expires beneath thy feet, 
And God is all in all. 

Charles Wesley. 

422 c. m 

1 "What is our calling's glorious hope 

But inward holiness? 
For this to Jesus I look up ; 
I calmly wait for this. 

2 I wait till he shall touch me clean, 

Shall life and power impart. 
Give me the faith that casts out sin, 
And purines the heart. 



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My sin shall all depart ; 
And lo ! he saith, "I quickly come, 
To fill and rule thy heart ! " 

4 Be it according to thy word, 

Redeem me from all sin : 
My heart would now receive thee, Lord : 
Come in, my Lord, come in ! 

Charles Wesley. 

423 c. m 

1 Jesus, the life, the truth, the way, 

In whom I now believe, 
As taught by thee, in faith I pray, 
Expecting to receive. 

2 Thy will by me on earth be done, 

As by the powers above, 
Who always see thee on thy throne, 
And glory in thy love. 

3 I ask in confidence the grace, 

That I may do thy will, 
As angels who behold thy face, 
And all thy words fulfill. 

4 Surely I shall, the sinner I, 

Shall serve thee without fear, 
If thou my nature sanctify 
In answer to my prayer. 

217 Charles WesUy. 



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And timely fly from danger near, 
With rev'rence unto thee rejoice, 
And love thee with a filial fear ! 

3 Still hold my soul in second life, 

And suffer not my feet to slide ; 
Support me in the glorious strife, 
And comfort me on every side. 

4 O give me faith, and faith's increase ; 

Finish the work begun in me, 
Preserve my soul in perfect peace, 
And let me always rest on thee ! 

5 O let thy gracious Spirit guide 

And bring me to the promised land, 

Where righteousness and peace reside, 

And all submit to love's command! 

Charles Wesley. 



425 l.m. 

1 Comk, O thou greater than our heart, 

And make thy faithful mercies known; 
The mind which was in thee impart; 
Thy constant mind in us be shown. 

2 O let us hy thy cross abide, 

Thee, only thee, resolved to know — 
The Lamb for sinners crucified, 
A world to save from endless woe. 

3 Take us into thy people's rest, 

And we from our own works shall cease; 
With thy meek spirit arm our breast, 
And keep our minds in perfect peace. 

4 Jesus, for this we calmly wait : 

O let our eyes behold thee near ! 
Hasten to make our heaven complete, 
Appear, our glorious God, appear ! 

Charles Wesley. 



426 



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Faithful is he, and just, 

From all unrighteousness 
To cleanse us all. both you and me 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

3 The word of God is sure. 

And never can remove ; 
We shall in heart be pure. 



And perfected in love : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 
4 Then let us gladly bring 

Our sacrifice of praise ; 
Let us give thanks and sing. 

And glory in his grace : 
Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, 
We shall from all our sins be free. 

Charles Wesley. 



427 



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3 The promised land from Pisgah's top 

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My hope is full (() glorious hope!) 
Of immortality. 



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He visits now the house of clay : 

He shakes his future home ; 
O wouldst thou, Lord, on this glad day, 

Into thy temple come ! 
Come. () my God. thyself reveal. 

Fill all tins mighty void ; 
Thou only canst my spirit fill : 

Come. O my God, my God ! 

Charles Vl'esiey. 



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Pure in heart, to see his face. 

4 Let us then rejoice in hope, 
Steadily to Christ look up, 
Trust to be redeemed from sin, 
Wait till he appear within. 

Charles Wesley. 



429 



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Now, Father, let the gracious shower 
Descend, and make me pure from sin. 



Charles Wesley. 



SANCTIFICATION. 



4:otJ Tunk — "Effingham." L. M. 

1 O God, most nierciful and true, 

Thy nature to my soul impart ; 
'Stablish with me the cov'nant new, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

2 To real holiness restored, 

O let me gain my Saviour's mind, 
And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
Fullness of life eternal find ! 

3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, 

That them I may no more forget ; 
But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore, 
With speechless wonder, at thy feet. 



4 O'erwhelmed with thy stupendous grace, 

I shall not in thy presence move. 
But breathe unutterable praise, 

And rapt'rous awe, aud silent love. 

5 Then every murm'ring thought, and vain. 

Expires, in sweet confusion lost : 
I cannot of my cross complain, 
I cannot of my goodness boast. 

6 Pardoned for all that I have done. 

My mouth as in the dust I hide ; 
And glory give to God alone, 
My God forever pacified. 

Charles Wesley 



431 



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I stand, and, from the mountain top, 

See all the land below : 
"Rivers of milk and honey rise, 
And all the fruits of paradise 

In encjless plenty grow. 



I 3 A land of corn, and wine, and oil. 
Favored with God's peculiar smile. 

With every blessing blest : 
There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, 
And keeps his own in perfect peace. 

And everlasting rest. 

221 Charles Wesley. 



432 






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Thy sway it doth not, cannot own 
In me no longer let it stay ; 
O take away this heart of stone ! 



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Thy word may to the utmost prove 1 
Enter into the promised rest, 
The Canaan of thy perfect love. 

Charles Wesley. 



433 



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Lost in astonishment and love. 

3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace;. 

I would be by myself abhorred ; 
All might, all majesty, all praise, 
All glory be to Christ my Lord ! 

4 Now let me gain perfection's height ; 

Now let me into nothing fall, 
As less than nothing in thy sight, 
And feel that Christ is all in all 

Charles Wesley, 




SANCTIFICATION. 

LEDHAM. CM. 
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Self desp'rate, I believe ; 
Thy quick' ning word shall raise me up, 
Thou shalt thy Spirit give. 

3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, 

And looks to that alone ; 
Laughs at impossibilities, 

And cries, "It shall be done ! " 



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And Christ in me shall live. 

5 Obedient faith that waits on thee, 
Thou never wilt reprove ; 

But thou wilt form thy Son in me, 
And perfect me in love. 

Charles WesCey. 
L. M. FELIX MENDELSSOHN BARTHOLDY. 

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And set my longing spirit free, 
Which pants to have no other will, 
But day and night to feast on thee. 

3 "While in this region here below, 
No other good will I pursue : 
I'll bid this world of noise and show, 
With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu ! 



4 That path with humble speed I'll seek 
In which my Saviour's ibotsteps shine, 

Nor will I hear, nor will I speak, 
Of any other love but thine. 

5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
Divide this consecrated soul ; 

Possess it, thou who hast the right. 
As Lord and Master of the whole. 

223 Antoinette Bouiignon. Tr. by John Wesley^ 






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May to thy great glory live, 
All ray actions sanctify, 

All my words and thoughts receive 



Claim me for thy service, claim 
All I have and all I am. 

i 3 Take my soul and body's powers; 

Take my mem'ry, mind, and will; 
All my goods, and all mv hours; 

All I know, and all I feel ; 
All I think, or speak* or do : 
Take my heart ; but make it new. 
4 Now, my God, thine own I am, 

Now I give thee back thine own ; 
Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, 

Consecrate to thee alone : 
Thine I live, thrice happy I, 
Happier still if thine I die. 



437 



DENNIS. S.M. 



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And. from this moment, live or die 
To serve my God alone. 

Charles Wesley. 

438 s. m. 

1 Father, I dare believe 

Thee merciful and true : 
Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, 
My fallen soul renew. 

2 Come, then, for Jesus' sake. 

And bid my heart be clean : 



224 



An end of all my troubles make, 
An end of all my sin. 

3 I cannot wash my heart 

But by believing thee, 
And waiting for thy blood t' impart 
The spotless purity. 

4 While at thy cross I lie, 

Jesus, the grace bestow ; 
Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, 
And I am white as snow. 

Charles Wesley. 



SANCTIFICATION. 



439 



NASHVILLE. 



L. P. M. 






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Xo longer mine, but thine I am : 
Guard thou thine own, possess it whole ; 
Cheer it with hope, with love inflame ! 
Thou hast my spirit : there display 
Thy glory to the perfect day. 



440 



3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallowed shrine, 
Devoted solely to thy will : 
Here let thy light forever shine ; 

This house still let thy presence till : 
O Source of life, live, dwell, and move 
In me, till all my life be love ! 

Joachim Lange. Tr. by John Wesley. 

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Where Jesus reigns alone. 
O for a lowly, contrite heart, 

Believing, true, and clean, 
Which neither life nor death can part 

From him that dwells within ! 
A heart in every thought renewed, 

And full of love divine ; 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good — 

A copy, Lord, of thine. 

]5 R H Charles Wesley. 225 



441 c. m. 

1 Jesus, my Life, thyself apply, 
Thy Holy Spirit breathe ; 
My vile affections crucify ; 
Conform me to thy death. 



More of thy life, and more, I have, 

As the old Adam dies : 
Bury me. Saviour, in thy grave, 

That I with thee may rise. 

Reign in me. Lord : thy foes control, 
Who would not own thy sway : 

Diffuse thine image through my sou] 
Shine to the perfect day. 
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Scatter the last remains of sin, 
And seal me thine abode ; 

O make me glorious all within. 
A temple built by God ! 

Charles r Vesley. 



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Jesus, see my panting breast ! 
See I pant in thee to rest ! 
Gladly would I now be clean ; 
Cleanse me now from ev ? ry sin. 

3 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ! 
To thy cross my spirit bind ; 
Earthly passions far remove ; 
Swallow up my soul in love. 

4 Dust and ashes though we be, 
Full of sin and misery, 

Thine we are, thou Son of God : 
Take the purchase of thy blood ! 

Anna S. Dober. Tr. by John Wesley 

443 „. 

1 When, my Saviour, shall I be 
Perfectly resigned to thee ? •» 



Poor and vile in my own eyes, 
Only in thy wisdom wise ? — 

2 Only thee content to know, 
Ignorant of all below ; 
Only guided by thy light ; 
Only mighty in thy might? 

3 So I may thy Spirit knew, 
Let him as he listeth blow ; 
Let the manner be unknown, 
So I may with thee be one. 

4 Fully in my life express 
All the heights of holiness ; 
Sweetly let my spirit prove 
All the depths of humble love. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Let us all in thee inherit. 

Let us find that second rest : 
Take away our bent to sinning ; 

Alpha and Omega be ; 
End of faith, as its beginning, 
Set our hearts at liberty. 



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Pure and spotless let us be ; 
Let us see thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored in thee : 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, 

Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 

Chant'es Wesley. 



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Give me thy meek and lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 

3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 

And fully set my spirit free : 
I cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 



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Fain w T ould I learn of thee, my God ; 

Thy light and easy burden prove, 
The cross, all stained with hallowed blood. 

The labor of thy dying love. 

I would, but thou must give the power : 
My heart from ev'ry sin release ; 

Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 
And fill me with thy perfect peace. 

Charles Wesley. 



446 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

HEBER. C. M. . 



GEORGE KIN'GSLEY. 



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But will not let thee go, 
Till steadfastly by faith I stand, 
And all thy goodness know. 

3 When shall I see the welcome hour, 

That plants my God in me ! 
Spirit of health, and life, and power, 
And perfect liberty ! 

4 Jesus, thine all-victorious love 

Shed in my heart abroad ; 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
Rooted and' fixed in God. 

Charles Wesley. 



447 c. m. 

1 O that in me the sacred fire 

Might now begin to glow, 
Burn up the dross of base desire, 
And make the mountains flow ! 

2 O that it now from heaven might fall, 

And all my sins consume ! 
Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call ; 
Spirit of burning, come. 

3 Refining fire, go through my heart, 

Illuminate my soul ; 
Scatter thy life through every part, 
And sanctify the whole. 

4 No longer then my heart shall mourn, 

While, purified by grace, 
I only for his glory burn, 
And always see his face. 

Charles Wesley. 



448 c. m. 

1 God of eternal truth and grace, 

Thy faithful promise seal ; 
Thy word, thy oath, to Abrah'm's race. 
In us, e'en us, fulfill. 

2 Let us, to perfect love restored, 

Thine image here retrieve, 
And in the presence of our Lord, 
The life of angels live. 

3 That mighty faith on me bestow 

Which cannot ask in vain ; 
Which holds, and will not let thee go, 
Till I my suit obtain, — 

4 Till thou into my soul inspire 

The perfect love unknown, 
And tell my infinite desire, 
" Whate'er thou wilt, be done." 

Charles Wesley. 

449 c m 

1 Come, O my God, the promise seal ; 

This mountain, sin, remove ; 
Now in my waiting soul reveal 
The virtue of thy love. 

2 I want thy life, thy purity, 

Thy righteousness, brought in ; 
I ask, desire, and trust in thee 
To be redeemed from sin. 

3 Saviour, to thee my soul looks up, 

My present Saviour, thou ! 
In all the confidence of hope, 
I claim the blessing now. 

4 'Tis done : thou dost this moment save. 

With full salvation bless; 
Redemption through thy blood I have, 
And spotless love and peace. 

Charles Wesley- 



228 



450 



SANCTIFICATION. 

MARLOW. CM. 



JOHN CHETH/.M. 




2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 

The gift unspeakable ; 
' And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, 
And all thy love to feel. 

3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 

The perfect bliss to prove ; 
My longiug heart is all on fire 
To be dissolved in love. 



4 Give me thyself: from ev'ry boast, 

From every wish set free : 
Let all I am in thee be lost; 
But give thyself to me. 

5 Thy gifts, alas ! cannot suffice, 

Unless thyself be given ; 
Thy presence makes my paradise, 
And where thou art is heaven. 

Charles Wesley 



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3 May we receive the word we hear, 

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4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; 
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Thy saving power and love display, 
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1 O FOR a faith that will not shrink, 

Though pressed by ev'ry foe, 
That will not trenihle on the Drink 
Of any earthly woe ! 

2 That will not murmur nor complain 

Beneath the chastening rod, 
But, in the hour of grief or pain, 
Will lean upon its God; 

8 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
When tempests rage without; 
That when in dauger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt ; 



4 That bears, unmoved, the world's dread 

Nor heeds its scornful smile ; [frown, 
That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
Nor Satan's arts beguile ; 

5 A faith that keeps the narrow way 

Till life's last hour is fled, 
And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Lights up the dying bed ! 

6 Lord, give us such a faith as this; 

And then, whate'er may come, 
We'll taste, e'en here, the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 

William Hiley Bathurst. 



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Upward tends to his abode, 

To rest in his embrace. 



3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 

Press onward to the prize ; 
Soon our Saviour will return, 

Triumphant in the skies: 
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A country of joy Without any alloy ; 

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4 The rougher our way, The shorter our stay ; 
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Christ our Advocate is made ; 
Us to save, our flesh assumes, 
Brother to our souls becomes. 

4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand 
On the borders of our land : 
Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
Bids us undismayed go on. 

5 Lord, obediently we'll go, 
Gladly leaving all below ; 
Only thou our Leader be, 
And we still will follow thee. 

John Cennick. 



459 



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Still supply our every want : 
Tree of life, thy influence shed; 
With thy sap my spirit feed. 
Tenderest branch, alas! am I, 
Wither without thee and die ; 
Weak as helpless infancy, 
O confirm my soul in thee! 
Unsustained by thee I fall : 
Send the help for which I call ; 
Weaker than a bruised reed, 
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All my hopes on thee depend ; 
Love me, save me to the end ; 
Give me the continuing grace, 
Take the everlasting praise. 

Charles Wesley. 



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O may I never read in vain, 
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Isaac Watts. 



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The night is gone, 

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Suffer not our hearts to languish, 

Suffer not our souls to fear. 

4 When this mortal life is ended, 

Bid us in thine arms to rest, 

Till, hy angel-bands attended, 

We awake among the blest! 

Thomas Hastings. 
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To soar to endless day ? 

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Than he went through before ; 
He that unto God's kingdom comes 
Must enter by his door. 

4 Come, Lord, when grace hath made me 

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What will thy glory be? 

5 Then I shall end my sad complaints, 

And weary, sinful days, 
And join with the triumphant saints 
Who sing Jehovah's praise. 

6 My knowledge of that life is small ; 

The eye of faith is dim ; 
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, 
And I shall be with him. 



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Their crowns of life they owe. 

4 Lord, may I ever keep in view 

The patterns thou hast given. 

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That led them safe to heaven. 

John Needham. 

466 c if 

1 Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal, 

While here o'er earth we rove ; 
Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
The kindlings of thy love. 

2 With thee conversing, we forget 

All time, and toil, and care ; 
Labor is rest, and pain is sweet. 
If thou, my God, art here. 

3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
And bid my heart rejoice ; 

[y bounding heart shall own thy sway, 
And echo to thy voice. 

4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; 

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5 Let this my every hour employ, 
Till I thy glory see. 
Enter into my Master's joy, 
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Charles Wesley. 

467 c. m. 

1 Cheered with thy converse, Lord. I trace 

The desert with delight ; 
Through all the gloom, one smile of thine 
Can dissipate the night. 

2 Nor shall I through eternal days 

A restless pilgrim roam ; 
Thy hand, that now directs my course, 
Shall soon convey me home. 

3 I ask not Enoch's rapt'rous flight 

To realms of heavenly day ; 
Nor seek Elijah's fiery steeds, 
To bear this flesh away. 

4 Joyful my spirit will consent 

To drop its mortal load ; 
And hail the sharpest pangs of death, 
That break its way to God. 

Philip Doddridge, 

Doxology. C. M. 
To Father. Son. and Holy Ghost, 

The God whom we adore. 
Be glory, as it was. is now, 

And shall be evermore ! 

Tate and Brady. 



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'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine aspiring eye : 



4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, 

Which shall new luster boast, 
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems 
Shall blend in common dust 

5 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, 

Have I my race begun ; 
And, crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet 
I'll lay my honors down. 

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1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 

Awake, my sluggish soul ! 
Nothing hath half thy work to do, 
Yet nothing's half so dull. 

2 Go to the ants ; for one poor grain 

See how they toil and strive ! 
Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, 
How negligent we live ! 

3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 

And stars their courses move ; 
We, for whose guard the angel hands 
Come flying from above ; 



4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 

And labored for our good — 
How careless to secure that crown 
He purchased with his blood ! 

5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 

And never act our parts ? 
Come, Holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, 
And warm our frozen hearts. 

6 Give us with active warmth to move, 

With vig'rous souls to rise, 
With hands of faith and wings of love 
To fly and take the prize. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire, 
With holy, conqu'ring zeal inspire. 

3 With outstretched hands and streaming 
Oft I begin to grasp the prize ; [eyes, 
I groan. I strive, I watch, I pray ; 

But ah ! how soon it dies away I 

4 The deadly slumber soon I feel 
Afresh upon my spirit steal : 

Rise, Lord, stir up thy quick'ning power, 
And wake me that I sleep no more. 

Unknown German Author. 
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Awake, and run the heavenly race, 
And put a cheerful courage on. 

2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, 

And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
But they forget the mighty God 
That feeds the strength of every saint. 

3 From him, the overflowing spring, 

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 

W T hile such as trust their native strength, 

Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 

4 Swift as the eagle cuts the air, 

We'll mount aloft to his abode ; 
On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 

Isaac Watts- 



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The sun gone down, 
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My rest a stone ; 
Yet in my dreams I'd be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

3 There let the way appear 

Steps unto heaven ; 
All that thou sendest me, 

In mercy given ; 
Angels to beckon me 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 



4 Then with my waking thoughts 

Bright with thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise ; 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

5 Or if on joyful wing, 

Cleaving the sky, 
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 

Upward I fly ; 
Still all my song shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee ! 

Sarah Flower Adams. 



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Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 
Uphold me in the doubtful race, 

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Strengthen my feet, with steady pace 

Still to press forward in thy way : 
My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, 
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4 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears ; 
Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fires ; 

Give to my soul, with filial fears, 

The love that all heaven's host inspires; 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
In thy sole glory may unite. 

5 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, 
Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; 

Thee will I love, beneath thy frown 
Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod : 
What though my flesh and heart decay, 
Thee shall I love in endless day ! 

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2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight 
Shines a world of purer light ; 
There in love's unclouded reign, 
Severed friends shall meet again : 
O that world is passing fair ! 
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What were all its joys to me? 
Whom have I in heaven but thee? 
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3 Lord of earth and heaven, my breast 
Seeks in thee its only rest ; 
I was lost ; thy accents mild 
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O, if once thy smile Divine 
Ceased upon my soul to shine, 
What were earth or heaven to me? 
Whom have I in each but thee? 

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FERGUSON. S. II. 



GEORGE KINGSLST. 






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And never put to shame. 

4 Never will I remove 

Out of thy hands my cause; 
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And hang upon thy cross. 

5 Teach me the happy art, 

In all things to depend 
On thee : O never, Lord, depart, 
But love me to the end. 

Charles Wesley. 



477 s.m. 

1 Still stir me up to strive 

With thee in strength divine ; 
And every moment, Lord, revive 
This fainting soul of mine. 

2 Persist to save my soul 

Throughout the fiery hour, 
Till I am every whit made whole, 
And show forth all thy power. 

3 O make me all like thee, 

Before I hence remove ! 
Settle, confirm, and stablish me, 
And build me up in love. 

4 Let me thy witness live, 

When sin is all destroyed ; 
And then my spotless soul receive, 
And take me home to God. 

Charles Wesley 



JERUSALEM. C. K D. 



LUDWIG SPOHR. 




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The filial awe, the fleshly heart, 

The tender conscience, give. 
Quick as the apple of an eye, 

O God, my conscience make ! 
Awake my soul when sin is nigh, 

And keep it still awake. 



If to the right or left I stray, 

That moment, Lord, reprove ; 
And let me weep my life away 

For having grieved thy love. 
O may the least omission pain 

My well-instructed soul. 
And drive me to the blood again 

Which makes the wounded whole! 

Charles Wesley. 



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And find my way to heaven. 

Charles WesUy. 



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FEDERAL STREET. L. M. 



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And, hov'ring, hides me in his wings, — 

3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 

Nor for a moment's space depart ; 
Evil and danger turn away, 

And keep till he renews my heart. 

4 When to the right or left I stray, 

His voice behind me may I hear, 
' ' Return, and walk in Christ, thy way ; 
Fly back to Christ, for sin is near ! ' ' 

Charles Wesley. 
481 L. M. 

1 Uphold me, Saviour, or I fall ; 

O reach me out thy gracious hand ! 
Only on thee for help I call ; 
Only by faith in thee I stand. 

2 Pierce, fill me with an humble fear ; 

My utter helplessness reveal ! 
Satan and sin are always near ; 
Thee may I always nearer feel. 

3 O that to thee my constant mind 

Might with an even flame aspire ! 
Pride in its earliest motions find, 
And mark the risings of desire ! 

4 O that my tender soul might fly 

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The slightest touch of sin to feel. 

5 Till thou anew my soul create, 

Still may I strive, and watch, and pray r 
Humbly and confidently wait, 
And long to see the perfect day. 

Charles Wesley. 

482 l. m. 

1 It may not be our lot to wield 
The sickle in the ripened field ; 
Nor ours to hear, on summer eves, 
The reaper's song among the sheaves. 

2 Yet where our duty's task is wrought, 
In unison with God's great thought, 
The near and future blend in one, 
And whatso'er is willed, is done. 

3 And ours the grateful service whence 
. Comes, day by day, the recompense ; 

The hope, the trust, the purpose stayed. 
The fountain, and the noonday shade. 

4 And were this life the utmost span, 
The only end and aim of man, 
Better the toil of fields like these 
Than waking dream and slothful ease. 

5 But life, though falling like our grain, 
Like that revives and springs again ; 
And, early called, how blest are they 
Who wait in heaven, their harvest day ! 

John Greenleaf Whittier. 



244 



DUTIES AND TRIALS. 

AYLESBURY. S. M. 



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My Saviour, and my God. 

3 Myself I cannot save, 

Myself I cannot keep ; 
But strength in thee I surely have, 
Whose eyelids never sleep. 

4 My soul to thee alone, 

Now, therefore, I commend : 
Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, 
And love me to the end ! 

Charles Wesley. 

484 s. m. 

1 Gracious Redeemer, shake 

This slumber from my soul! 
Say to me now, ''Awake, awake! 
And Christ shall make thee whole.'' 

2 Lay to thy mighty hand ; 

Alarm me in this hour ; 
And make me fully understand 
The thunder of thy power ! 

3 Give me on thee to call, 

Always to watch and pray, 
Lest I into temptation fall, 
And cast my shield away. 

4 For each assault prepared 

And ready may I be ; 



Forever standing on my guard, 
And looking up to thee. 

5 O do thou always warn 
My soul of evil near ! 
When to the right or left I turn, 
Thy voice still let me hear : 

6 ' ' Come back ! this is the way ! 

Come back ! and walk herein! " 
O may I hearken and obey, 
And shun the paths of sin ! 

Charles Weslty. 



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485 

1 Ye servants of the Lord, 

Each in his office wait, 
Observant of his heavenly word, 
And watchful at his gate. 

2 Let all your lamps be bright, 

And trim the golden flame ; 
Gird up your loins, as in his sight, 
For awful is his name. 

3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command ; 

And while we speak he's near : 
Mark the first signal of his hand, 
And ready all appear. 

4 O happy servant he 

In such a posture found ! 
He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
And be with honor crowned. 

Philip Doddridgt. 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

RICHMOND. S. M. D. 



A. B. EVERETT. 




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2 Arm me with jealous care, 

As in thy sight to live ; 
And O, thy servant, Lord, prepare 

A strict account to give ! 
Help me to watch and pray, 

And on thyself rely, 
Assured if I my trust hetray, 

I shall forever die. 

Charles Wesley. 

487 s.m. d. 

0<J. GrOD of almighty love, — 

By whose sufficient grace 
I lift my heart to things above, 
And humbly seek thy face, — 
* Through Jesus Christ, the Just, 
- \ My faint desires receive, 

And let me in thy goodness trust, 
And to thy glory live. 



Whate'er I say or do, 

Thy glory be my aim ; 
My off 'rings all be offered through 

The ever-blessed name : 
Jesus, my single eye 

Be fixed on thee alone ; 
Thy name be praised on earth, on high. 

Thy will by all be done. 



3 Spirit of faith, inspire 

My consecrated heart ; 
Fill me with pure, celestial fire, 

With all thou hast and art : 
My feeble mind transform, 

And, perfectly renewed, 
Into a saint exalt a worm — 

A worm exalt to God ! 

Charles Wesley. 

EVENING HYMN. L. M. thomastallis. 




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Treads the same path the Saviour trod, 
The path to glory and to God. 

Thomas Gibbons. 



2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view 
Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; 
Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, 
Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 

3 That man may last, but never lives, 
Who much receives, but nothing gives, 



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Take the task he gives you. gladly ; 

Let his work your pleasure be ; 
Answer quickly when he calleth, 
"Here am I, send me, send me." 

Daniel March. 



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LOUVAN. L.M. 



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The honors of our Saviour God, 
When the salvation reigns within, 
And grace subdues the power of sin. 

3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
While justice, temperance, truth, and love 
Our inward piety approve. 

4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
While we expect that blessed hope, 



492 



The bright appearance of the Lord ; 
And faith stands leaning on his word. 

Isaac Watts. 
491 L.M. 

1 Ah ! Lord, with trembling I confess, 
A gracious soul may fall from grace ; 
The salt may lose its seas' ning power, 
And never, never find it more ! 

2 Lest that my fearful case should be, 
Each moment knit my soul to thee ; 
And lead me to the mount above, 
Through the low vale of humble love. 

Charles Wesley. 
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2 O how wav'ring is my mind, 
Tossed about with every wind! 
O how quickly doth my heart 
From the living God depart ! 

3 Jesus, let my nature feel. 
Thou art God unchangeable : 



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Jah, Jehovah, great I AM, 
Speak into my soul thy name. 
4 Grant that every moment I 
May believe and feel thee nigh, 
Steadfastly behold thy face, 
Stablished with abiding grace. 

Charles Wesley. 



493 



DUTIES AND TRIALS. 

LEBANON. S. M. D. 



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2 As round Jerusalem 

The hilly bulwarks rise, 
So God protects and covers them 

From all their enemies : 
On every side he stands, 

And for his Israel cares ; 
And safe in his almighty hands 

Their souls forever bears. 

3 But let them still abide 

In thee, all -gracious Lord, 
Till every soul is sanctified, 

And perfectly restored : 
The men of heart sincere 

Continue to defend ; 
And do them good, and save them here, 

And love them to the end. 

Charles Wesley. 

494 S.M. D. 

1 Bid me of men beware, 

And to my ways take heed, 
Discern their every secret snare, 
And circumspectly tread: 



O may I calmly wait 

Thy succors from above, 
And stand against their open hate, 

And well-dissembled love ! 

My spirit, Lord, alarm, 

When men and devils join, 
Against the wiles of Satan arm, 

In panoply divine ; 
O may I set my face 

His onsets to repel, 
Quench all his fiery darts, and chase 

The fiend to his own hell ! 



But above all, afraid 

Of my own bosom-foe, 
Still let me seek to thee for aid, 

To thee my weakness show ; 
Hang on thy arm alone, 

With self-distrusting care, 
And deeply in the Spirit groan 

The never-ceasing prayer. 

Charles Wesley. 



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495 



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HAMBURG. L. M. 



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Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear Friend, 
On whom my hopes of heaven depend? 
No : when I blush, be this my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

Joseph Grigg. 



496 



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"Tlien let me nothing love ; 

Dead be my heart to every joy, 

When Jesus cannot move. 

3 Is not thy name melodious still 

To mine attentive ear? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear? 

4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock 

I would disdain to feed? 
Hast thou a foe before whose face 
I fear thy cause to plead ? 



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Would not mine ardent spirit vie 

With angels round the throne, 
To execute thy sacred will, 

And make thy glory known ? 
Would not my heart pour forth its blood 

In honor of thy name ? 
And challenge the cold hand of death 

To damp th' immortal flame ? 
Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; 

But O ! I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 

And learn to love thee more. 

Philip Doddridge- 



DUTIES AND TRIALS. 



4.97 Tune— " Howard." CM. 

1 She loved her Saviour, and to him 

Her costliest present brought ; 
To crown his head , or grace his name, 
No gift too rare she thought. 

2 So let the Saviour be adored, 

And not the poor despised ; 
Give to the hungry from your hoard, 
But all, give all to Christ. 

3 Go. clothe the naked, lead the blind, 

Give to the weary rest ; 
For sorrow's children comfort find, 
And help for all distressed. 

4 But give to Christ alone thy heart, 

Thy faith, thy love supreme ; 
Then for his sake thine alms impart, 
And so give all to him. 

William Cutter. 



498 Tune— " Howard." CM. 

1 Jksfs, let all thy lovers shine, 

Illustrious as the sun ; 
And, bright with borrowed rays divine, 
Their glorious circuit run. 

2 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread 

Their light where'er they go ; 
And heavenly influences shed 
On all the world below. 

3 As giants may they run their race, 

Exulting in their might ; 
As burning luminaries, chase 
The gloom of hellish night. 

4 As the bright Sun of Eighteousness, 

Their healing wings display ; 
And let their luster still increase 
Unto the perfect day. 

Charles Wesley. 



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And do as I would care 

Should to myself be done, 
And faithful to his int'rests prove, 
And as myself my neighbor love ? 

3 Must I reprove his sin? 

Must I partake his grief, 
And kindly enter in, 



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And minister relief, 
The naked clothe, the hungry feed, 
And love him, not in word, but deed ? 

4 O make me as thou art, 

Thy Spirit, Lord, bestow ; 
The kind and gentle heart 

That feels another's woe ; 
That thus I may be like my Head, 
And in my Saviour's footsteps tread. 

Thomas RaffUs. 



500 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 

GOLDEN HILL. S. M. 



ANANIAS DAVISSON. 




2 Thou know'st not which shall thrive, 

The late or early sown ; 
Grace keeps the precious germ alive, 
When and wherever strewn : 

3 And duly shall appear, 

In verdure, beauty, strength, 
The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, 
And the full corn at length. 



4 Thou canst not toil in vain : 

Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, 
Shall foster and mature the grain 
For garners in the sky. 

5 Then, when the final end, 

The day of God is come, 
The angel reapers shall descend, 

And heaven sing, "Harvest home ! " 

James Montgomery. 



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Your knees are faint, your soul cast 

Yet falter not ; the prize you seek [down; 

Is near, — a kingdom and a crown. 



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"What can my poverty bestow, 
When all the worlds are thine? 

3 But thou hast brethren here below, 

The partners of thy grace. 
And wilt confess their humble names 
Before thy Father's face. 

4 In them thou mayst be clothed and fed, 

And visited and cheered, 
And in their accents of distress 
My Saviour's voice is heard. 

Philip Doddridge. 

503 c . if. 

1 These mortal joys, how soon they fade ! 

How swift they pass away ! 
The dying flower reclines its head, 
The beauty of a day. 

2 The bags are rent, the treasure's lost, 

We fondly called our own : 
Scarce could we the possession boast, 
When, lo ! we found it gone. 

3 But there are joys that cannot die, 

With God laid up in store ; 
Treasure, beyond the changing sky, 
Brighter than golden ore. 

4 To that my rising heart aspires, 

Secure to find its rest. 
And glories in such wide desires, 
Of all its wish possessed. 



5 The seeds which piety and love 

Have scattered here below, 
In the fair, fertile fields above, 
To ample harvests grow. 

6 The mite my willing hands can give, 

At Jesus' feet I lay ; 
Grace shall the humble gift receive, 
And Heaven at large repay. 

Philip Doddridge. 

504 c. m 

1 Father of mercies, send thy grace, 

All-powerful from above, 
To form in our obedient souls 
The image of thy love. 

2 O may our sympathizing breasts 

That generous pleasure know ; 
Kindly to share in others' joy, 
And weep for others' woe ! 

3 When the most helpless sons of grief 

In low distress are laid, 
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
And swift our hands to aid. 

4 So Jesus looked on dying men, 

When throned above the skies ; 
And midst th' embraces of thy love. 
He felt compassion rise. 

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, 

To raise us from the ground ; 
And gave the richest of his blood, 
A balm for every wound. 

Philip Doddridge. 



505 



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His presence disperses my gloom, 

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I should, were he always thus nigh. 

Have nothing to wish or to fear ; 
No mortal so happy as I, 

My summer wouid last all the year. 

3 Content with beholding his face, 

My all to his pleasure resigned ; 
Xo changes of season or place 

Would make any change in my mind: 
While blessed with a sense of his love, 

A palace a toy would appear ; 
And prisons would palaces prove, 

If Jesus would dwell with ineJthere. 

4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, 

If thou art my sun and my song, 
Say why do I languish and pine? 
And why are my winters so long? 



O drive these dark clouds from my sky, 
Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; 

Or take me to thee up on high, 

Where winter and clouds are no more. 

John Newton. 
506 8s. D. 

1 Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine, 

The joy and desire of my heart, 
For closer communion I pine, 

I long to reside where thou art: 
The pasture I languish to find, 

Where all, who their Shepherd obey, 
Are fed, on thy bosom reclined, 

And screened from the heat of the day 

2 'Tis there with the lambs of thy fiock, 

There only I covet to rest ; 
To lie at at the foot of the rock, 

Or rise to be hid in thy breast : 
'Tis there I would always abide, 

And never a moment depart ; 
Concealed in the cleft of thy side, 

Eternally held in thy heart. 

Charles Weslt*. 



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I wash my garments in the blood 
Of the atoning Lamb. 

4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest, 
On thee will I depend, 
Till summoned to the marriage-feast, 
When faith in sight shall end. 

Charles Wesley. 



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My childlike heart to thee. 

4 Still let me. till my days are past. 
At Jesus' feet abide ; 
So shall he lift me up at last. 
And seat me by his side. 

Charles Wesley. 



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And where is all his wisdom gone, 
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3 One only gift can justify 

The boasting soul that knows his God : 
When Jesus doth his blood apply, 
I glory in his sprinkled blood. 

4 The Lord, my righteousness, I praise, 

I triumph in the love divine, 
The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, 
In Christ to endless ages mine. 

Charles Wesley. 
515 L. M. 

1 O thou, who earnest from above, 

. The pure celestial fire t' impart, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
On the mean altar of my heart. 

2 There let it for thy glory burn, 

With inextinguishable blaze, 
And trembling to its source return, 
In humble love and fervent praise. 

3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire. 

To work, and speak, and think, for thee; 
Still let me guard the holy fire, 
And still stir up thy gift in me. 



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My acts of faith and love repeat, 

Till death thy endless mercies seal, 

And make the sacrifice complete. 

Charles Wesley. 
OXO Tune — " Woodstock." C. M. 

1 Religion is the chief concern 

Of mortals here below : 
May I its great importance learn, 
Its sovereign virtue know ! 

2 Religion should our thoughts engage 

Amidst our youthful bloom : 
'Twill fit us for declining age, 
And for the awful tomb. 

3 O may my heart, by grace renewed, 

Be my Redeemer's throne ; 
And be my stubborn will subdued, 
His government to own ! 

4 Let deep repentance, faith, and love 

Be joined with godly tear ; 
And all my conversation prove 
My heart to be sincere. 

5 Let lively hope my soul inspire : 

Let warm affections rise ; 
And may I wait with strong desire 
To mount above the skies ! 

John Fawceit, 



517 



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LEIGHTON. S. M. 

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HEXRY W. GREATOREX. 




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2 Thy shining grace can cheer 

This dungeon where I dwell : 
'Tis paradise when thou art here ; 
If thou depart, 'tis hell. 

3 The smilings of thy face, 

How amiable they are ! 
'Tis heaven to rest iu thine embrace, 
And nowhere else but there. 

4 To thee, and thee alone, 

The angels owe their bliss : 
They sit around thy gracious throne, 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

5 Not all the harps above 

Can make a heavenly place, 



If God his residence remove, 
Or but conceal his face. 

6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, 

Can one delight afford : 
No, uot one drop of real joy, 
Without thy presence, Lord. 

7 Thou art the sea of love, 

Where all my pleasures roll : 
The circle where my passions move, 
And center of my soul. 

8 To thee my spirits fly, 

With infmite desire ; 
And yet how far from thee I lie ! 
O Jesus, raise me higher ! 

Isaac Watts. 



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There's nothing here deserves my joys, 
There's nothiug like my God. 

3 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth, 

If once compared to thee ! 
Or what's my safety, or my health, 
Or all my Mends, to me? 

4 Were I possessor of the earth, 

And called the stars my own, 
Without thy graces and thyself 
I were a wretch undone. 

5 Let others stretch their arms like seas. 

And grasp in all the shore ; 
Grant me the visits of thy face, 
And I desire no more. 

Isaac Watts. 
O-LVJ Tune — "Alphens." CM. 

i How vain are all things here below ! 
How false, and yet how lair ! 



Each pleasure hath its poison too, 
And every sweet a snare. 

2 The brightest things below the sky 

Give but a rlatt'ring light ; 
We should suspect some danger nigh 
Where we possess delight. 

3 Our dearest joys and nearest friends, 

The partners of our blood, 
How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
And leave but half for God ! 

4 The fondness of a creature's love, 

How strong it strikes the sense ! 
Thither the warm affections move, 
Nor can we call them thence. 

5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 

My soul's eternal food ; 
And grace command my heart away 
From all created good. 

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The sweetness of thy yoke to prove. 
And fain I would : but though my will 

Seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove ; 
Yet hind'rances strew all the way ; 
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 

3 Is there a thing beneath the sun 

That strives with thee my heart to share? 
Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone 

The lord of every motion there ! 
Then shall my heart from earth be free, 
When it hath found repose in thee. 



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4 O hide this self from me, that I 

No more, but Christ in me, may live! 
My vile affections crucify, 

Not let one darling lust survive ! 
In all things nothing may I see, 
Nothing desire or seek, but thee ! 

5 Each moment draw from earth away 

My heart, that lowly waits thy call ; 
Speak to mv inmost soul, and say. 
"I am thy Love, thy God. thy All!" 
To feel thy ]x>wer, to hear thy voice, 
To taste thy love, be all my choice. 

ird Tersteegen. Tr. by John Wesley. 



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The God that rules on high, 

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That rides upon the stormy sky, 

And calms the roaring seas — 



3 This awful God is ours, 

Our Father aud our Love ; 
He will send down his heavenly powers, 

To carry us above. 
There we shall see his face, 

And never, never sin ; 
There, from the rivers of his grace, 

Drink endless pleasures in. 

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Yea, and before we rise 

To that immortal state, 
The thoughts of such amazing bliss 

Should constant joys create. 
The men of grace have found 

Glory begun below : 
Celestial fruit on earthly ground 

From faith and hope may grow. 



The hill of Zion yields 

A thousand sacred sweets ; 
Before we reach the heavenly fields, 

Or walk the golden streets. 
Then let our songs abound, 

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To fairer worlds on high. 

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And for the gain and loss ; 
I praise thee for the future crown, 
And for the present cross. 



4 I thank thee for the wing of love, 

Which stirred my worldly nest ; 
And for the stormy clouds which drove 
Me, trembling, to thy breast. 

5 I bless thee for the glad increase, 

And for the waning joy ; 
And for this strange, this settled peace, 
Which nothing can destroy. 

Jane Crewdson. 



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Succeeded by a frown. 

3 Then though thou bend my spirit low, 

Love only shall I see ; 
The gracious hand that strikes the blow, 
Was wounded once for me. 

James Edmeston. 

524 cm. 

i My soul, with all thy wakened powers, 
Survey the heavenly prize ; 
Nor let these glitt'ring toys of earth 
Allure thy wand' ring eyes. 

U, The splendid crown which Moses scught 
Still beams around his brow ; 



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Though soon great Pharaoh's sceptred pride 
Was taught by death to bow. 

The joys and treasures of a day 

I cheerfully resign ; 
Rich in that large immortal store, 

Secured by grace divine. 

Let fools my wiser choice deride, 

Angels and God approve ; 
Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell, 

My steadfast soul shall move. 

With ardent eye, that bright reward 

I daily will survey ; 
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The sorrows of the way. 

Philip Doddridgt 



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No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 
But all my treasures with me bear. 

4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, 
Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; 
Secure, when mortal comforts flee, 
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265 Isaac Watts 



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GERAR. S.M. 






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3 All may of thee partake : 

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But draws, when acted for thy sake, 
Greatness and worth from thee. 



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4 If done t' obey thy laws, 
E'en servile labors shine ; 

Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, 
The meanest work divine. 

5 Thee, then, my God and King, 
In all things may I see ; 

And what I do, in any thing, 
May it be done for thee ! 

George Herbert. 
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Without the Spirit of thy Son 
We nothing good can do. 

3 We cannot speak one useful word, 

One holy thought conceive, 

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Thyself the blessing give. 

4 His blood demands the purchased grace; 

His blood's availing plea 



Obtained the help for all our race, 
And sends it down to me. 

5 Thou all our works iu us hast wrought ; 

Our good r, all divine ; 
The praise of every virtuous thought, 
And righteous word, is thine. 

6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive 

The power on thee to call, 
In whom we are. and move, and live ; 
Our God is all in all. 



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Before thy throne we bow, 

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BERA. L. M. 



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3 There is a day of sunny rest 

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But joy shall come with early light. 

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Though with a pierced and broken heart, 

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For God has marked each sorrowing day. 

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And heaven's long age of bliss shall pay 

For all his children suffer here. 

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Submissive still would I reply, 
"Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 
If thou shouldst call me to resign 
What most I prize, — it ne'er w r as mine ; 
I only yield thee what was thine : 
"Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 
If but my fainting heart be blest 
With thy sweet Spirit for its guest. 



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My God, to thee I leave the rest : 
"Thy will be done, thy will be done ! 7 ' 
Renew my will from day to day ; 
Blend it with thine, and take away 
Whate'er now makes it hard to say, 
"Thy will be done, thy will be done ! " 
Then when on earth I breathe no more 
The prayer oft mixed with tears before, 
I'll sing, upon a happier shore, 
"Thy will be done, thy will be done !" 

Charlotte Elliott. 



533 



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PARAH. S.M. 



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I fear to call thee mine ; 



The springs of comfort seem to fail, 
And all my hopes decline. 

4 Yet, Lord, where shall I flee? 
Thou art my only trust : 
And still my soul would cleave to thee. 
Though prostrate in the dust. 

Anne Steele. Alt. 



534 



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Dauntless, untired, I follow thee : 
O let thy hand support me still, 
And lead me to thy holy hill ! 

If rough and thorny be the way. 
My strength proportion to my day : 
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
Where all is calm, and joy. and peace. 
Count Zinzendorf. Tr. by John Wesley. 



2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
Nail my affections to the cross ; 
Hallow each thought, let all within 
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 

3 If in this darksome wild I stray. 
Be thou my light, be thou my way ; 
No foes, no violence, I fear. 

No fraud, while thou, my God. art near. 

4 When rising floods my soul o'ernow, 
When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 



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Bring me to my Saviour's feet, 
Lay me low, and keep me there. 

William Cowper 



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'"Tis I; be not afraid." 

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O say, when flesh and heart shall fail : 
'"Tis I; be not afraid." 

Charlotte EllyU 



270 



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537 Tune— "Bond." CM. 

1 IN trouble and in grief, O God 



Thy smile hath cheered my way ; 
Aud joy hath budded from each thorn 
That round my footsteps lay. 

2 The hours of pain have yielded good 
Which prosperous days refused ; 
As herbs, though scentless when entire, 
Spread fragrance when they're bruised. 



The oak strikes deeper as its boughs 
By furious blasts are driven ; 

So life's tempestuous storms the more 
Have fixed my heart in heaven. 



All-gracious Lord, whate'er my lot 

In other times may be, 
I'll welcome still the heaviest grief 

That brings me near to thee. 

Author unknown 



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'Tis not that meek submission flies, 
And would not suffer still : 

3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys 

The path that leads to light, 
And longs her eagle plumes to raise, 
And lose herself in sight : 

4 It is that hope with ardor glows, 

To see him face to face, 
Whose dying love no language knows 
Sufficient art to trace. 

5 O let me wing my hallowed flight 

From earth-born woe and care, 
And soar above these clouds of night, 
My Saviour's bliss to share ! 

Gerard Thomas Noel. 

539 cm 

l O THOU who driest the mourner's tear, 
How dark this world would be, 
If. when deceived and wounded here, 
We could not fly +o thee ! 



2 The friends who in our sunshine live, 

When winter comes are flown ; 
And he who has but tears to give, 
Must weep those tears alone. 

3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, 

Which, like the plants that throw 
Their fragrance from the wounded part, 
Breathes sweetness out of woe. 

4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, 

And e'en the hope that threw 
A moment's sparkle o'er our tears 
Is dimmed and vanished too. — 

5 O who could bear life's stormy doom, 

Did not thy wing of love 
Come brightly wafting through the gloom 
Our peace-branch from above ! 

6 Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright, 

With more than rapture's ray ; 
As darkness shows us worlds of light 
We never saw by day. 

Thomas Moore. 



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DISCIPLE. 8s,7s.D. 



Prom W. A. MOZART. 




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They have left my Saviour too : 
Human hearts and looks deceive me — 

Thou art not, like them, untrue ; 
And while thou shalt smile upon me, 

God of wisdom, love, and might, 
Foes may hate, and friends disown me ; 

Show thy face, and all is bright. 

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure ; 

Come disaster, scorn , and pain ; 
In thy service pain is pleasure; 

With thy favor loss is gain. 
I have called thee, Abba, Father, 

I have set my heart on thee : 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather; 

All must work for good to me. 

4 Man may trouble and distress me ; 

'Twill but drive me to thy breast: 
Life with trials hard may press me ; 
Heaven will bring me sweeter rest. 



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O 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
While thy love is left to me ! 

O 'twere not in joy to charm me, 
Were that joy unmixed with thee! 

Soul, then know thy full salvation ; 

Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
Joy to find in every station 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what Spirit dwells within thee; 

Think what Father's smiles are thine ; 
Think that Jesus died to win thee : 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 

Haste thee on from grace to glory, 

Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ; 
Heaven's eternal days before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
Soon shall dose thy earthly mission, 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; 
Hope shall change to glad fruition, 

Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 
Henry Francis Lyte 



541 



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HUHSLEY. L.K. 



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My soul shall clothe with glorious dress ; 

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Shall to my Father's child be sure, 
So long as earth and heaven endure. 

Charles Force Deems. 

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3 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 

Till death shall set me free ; 
And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there's a crown for me. 

•» 4 * > Thomas Shepherd. Alt 

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Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 

His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
And brace thy heart and nerve thine arm. 

Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame; 

Xor let thy foolish pride rebel; 
Thy Lord for thee the cross endured. 

To save thy soul from death and hell. 

Take up thy cross, and follow Christ ; 

Noi think till death to lay it down ; 
For only he who bears the cross 

May hope to wear the glorious crown. 

Charles William Everest. 



544 



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WARING. CM. 61. 



JOHN B. DYK2S. 



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Tii rough constant watching wise, 
To meet the glad with joyful smiles, 

And wipe the weeping eyes : 
A heart at leisure from itself, 

To soothe and symapthize. 

3 I would not have the restless will 

That hurries to and fro, 
Seeking for some great thing to do, 

Or secret thing to know : 
I would be treated as a child, 

And guided where I go. 

4 Yfherever in the world I am, 

In whatsoe'er estate, 
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A work of lowly love to do 
For Him on whom I wait. 

5 I ask thee for the daily strength, 

To none that ask denied, 
A mind to blend with outward life, 

While keeping at thy side : 
Content to fill a little space, 

If thou be glorified. 

6 And if some things I do not ask 

Among my blessings be, 
I'd have my spirit filled the more 

With grateful love to thee : 
More careful, not to serve thee much, 

But please thee perfectly. 

Anna Laetitia Waring. 



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3 Let the sure trust that thou art mine 
My life and death attend ; 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end. 

Anne Steele. 

HOW FIRM A FOUNDATION. Us. 




In every condition — in sickness, in health ; 
In poverty 's vale, or abounding in wealth ; 
At home and abroad ; on the land, on the 

sea — 
"As thy days may demand, shall thy 

strength ever be. 
' ' Fear not ; I am with thee ; O be not 

dismayed ! 
1. 1 am thy God. and will still give thee aid ; 
I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 

thee to stand. 
Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
•When through the deep waters I call 

thee to go. 
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow ; 
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to 

bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 



275 



" ' When through fiery trials thy pathway 
shall lie, [ply : 

My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy sup- 

The flame shall not hurt thee — I only 
design [refine. 

Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to 

6 ' ' E'en down to old age, all my people shall 

prove 
My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love : 
And when hoary hairs shall their tem- 
ples adorn. [be borne. 
Like lambs they shall still in my boson; 

7 "The soul that on Jesus still leans for 

repose, 
I will not. I xcill not. desert to his foes : 
That soul, though all hell should en- 
deavor to shake, 
I'll never, no, never, no, NEVER forsake." 

George Keith. 



CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 



547 



OLMUTZ. S. M. 



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We are not far from home ; 
And nearer to our house above 
We every moment come. 

3 His grace will to the end 

Stronger and brighter shine ; 
Nor present things, nor things to come, 
Shall quench the spark divine. 

4 When we in darkness walk, 

Xor feel the heavenly flame, 



Then is the time to trust our God, 
And rest upon his name. 

5 Soon shall our doubts and fears 

Subside at his control ; 
His loving-kindness shall break through 
The midnight of the soul. 

6 Blest is the man, O God, 

Who stays himself on thee ; 
Who wait for thy salvation, Lord, 
Shall thy salvation see. 

Augustus Montague Toplady 



548 



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And grasp the specious ill, — 
4 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
Let mercy still supply : 
The good we ask not, Father, grant ; 
The ill we ask, deny. 

276 James Men kk 



549 




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My Father's hand prepares the cup, 

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Hope, and be undismayed : 
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God shall lift up thy head : 
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Soon end in joyous day. 

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And every care he gone. 
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Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, 

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To choose and to command ; 
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How wise, hew strong his hand ! 
Far, far above thy thought 

His counsel shall appear, 
When fully he the work hath wrought 

That caused thy needless fear. 
Thou seest our weakness, Lord, 

Our hearts are known to thee ; 
O lift thou up the sinking hand, 

Confirm the feeble knee ! 
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Thy steadfast truth declare ; 
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Thy love and guardian care. 

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My hope, my all. my Saviour thou, 
To thee, lo, now my soul I how : 
I feel the hliss thy wounds impart, 
I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
Be thou my strength, be thou my way ; 
Protect me through my life's short day : 
In all my acts may wisdom guide, 
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Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; 
As I have need, my Saviour be ; 



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Then clasp me, Saviour, to thy heart. 

In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
Save me from sin and Satan's power : 
Tear every idol from thy throne. 
And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 

My suff "ring time shall soon be o'er, 
Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; 
My ransomed soul shall soar away, 
To sing thy praise in endless day. 

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The hour I first believed ! 

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 

I have already come ; 
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, 
And grace will lead me home. 

4 The Lord has promised good to me ; 

His word my hope secures . 
He will my shield and portion be 
As long as life endures. 

5 Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail. 

And mortal life shall cease, 
I shall possess, within the veil, 
A life of joy and peace. 

John Newton. 



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To mansions in the skies, 
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And fiery darts be hurled. 
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And face a frowning world. 

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Let storms of sorrow fall : 
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My God. my heaven, my all. 

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Ir seas of heavenly rest. 
And not a wave of trouble roll 
Across my peaceful breast. 

Isaac IVatti. 



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576 



DUTIES AND TRIALS. 

WILLOUGHBY. C. P. M. 
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The glorious co-eternal Son, 

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7 In hope of that ecstatic pause, 
Jesus, we now sustain the cross, 

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Though Satan's host be nigh. 

4 And when our spirits we resign, 
On outstretched wings they bear, 
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Charles Wesley. 



578 



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George Heath. 



292 






DUTIES AND TRIALS. 



579 Tunh.— "Luther." S. M. 

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The vict'ry by my Saviour got 

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2 may I triumph so, 

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And, dying, find my latest foe 
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Just as the port is gained, 
"Kept by the power of grace divine, 
I have the faith maintained." 

4 Th' apostles of my Lord, 

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Charles Wesley. 



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The strife will not be long ; 
This day the noise of battle, 

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To him that overcometh, 

A crown of life shall be ; 
He with the King of glory 

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Us from earth to call away, 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 
Glad the summons to obey, 

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And part are crossing now. 

3 Ten thousand to their endless home 

This solemn moment fly ; 
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With those that went before ; 
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On the eternal shore. 

Charles Wesley. 

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583 



DEATH AND THE FUTURE STATE. 

CLARENDON. CM. 



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3 Before the hills in order stood, 

Or earth received her frame, 
From everlasting thou art God, 
To endless years the same. 

4 A thousand ages, in thy sight, 

Are like an evening gone ; 



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Before the rising sun. 

5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 

Bears all its sons away ; 
They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
Dies at the op'ning day. 

6 O God, our help in ages past, 

Our hope for years to come, 
Be thou our guard while life shall last, 
And our perpetual home ! 

Isaac Watts. 



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296 



DEATH AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



58o Tune— "Clarendon." CM. 

1 Thee we adore, eternal Xame ! 

And humbly own to thee 
How feeble is our mortal frame, 
What dying worms we be ! 

2 The year rolls round, and steals away 

The breath that first it gave : 

Whate'ei we do, where'er we be, 

We're trav'ling to the grave. 

3 Dangers stand thick through all the ground 

To push us to the tomb ; 
And fierce diseases wait around 
To hurry mortals home. 

4 Great God ! on what a slender thread 

Hang everlasting things ! 
Th' eternal states of all the dead 
Upon life's feeble strings ! 

5 Infinite joy. or endless woe, 

Attends on every breath ; 
And yet how unconcerned we go 
Upon the brink of death ! 

<5 Waken. O Lord, our drowsy sense, 
To walk this dangerous road ; 
And if our souls be hurried hence, 
May they be found with God ! 

Isaac Watts. 



586 Tune— " Byefield." CM. 

1 Death rides on every passing breeze, 

And lurks in every flower ; 
Each season has its own disease, 
Its peril every hour ! 

2 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 

Of youth's soft cheek decay. 
And fate descend in sudden night 
On manhood's middle day. 



3 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
Halt feebly to the tomb ; 
And yet shall earth our hearts engage, 
And dreams of days to come ? 



4 Turn, mortal , turn ! thy danger know : 
Where'er thy foot can tread. 
The earth rings hollow from below, 
And warns thee of her dead ! 



5 Turn, Christian, turn ! thy soul apply 
To truths divinely given : 
The forms which underneath thee lie 
Shall live for hell or heaven ! 

Reginald Heber. 



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Isaac Watts- 



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5 How shall I leave my tomb, 

With triumph, or regret? 
A fearful or a joyful doom. 
A curse or blessing meet? 

6 Will angel bands convey 

Their brother to the bar ? 
Or devils drag my soul away 
To meet its sentence there ? 



7 Who can resolve the doubt 

That tears my auxious breast? 
Shall I be with the damned cast out, 
Or numbered with the blest ? 

8 I must from God be driven, 

Or with my Saviour dwell ; 
Must come at his command to heaven, 
Or else — depart to hell. 

Charles Weslty. 



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WINDHAM. L. M. 



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3 Descending on his azure throne, 

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The kingdoms all obey his word, 
And hail him their triumphant Lord ! 

4 Shout, all the people of the sky, 
And all the saints of the Most High : 
Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
Forever and forever reigns. 

Charles Wesley. 

591 L M 

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When heaven and earth shall pass away 



What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
How shall he meet that dreadful day — 

When, shriv'ling like a parched scroll, 
The flaming heavens together roll ; 
And louder yet, and yet more dread, 
Swells the high trump that wakesthe dead? 

O on that day, that wrathful day, 
When man to judgment wakes from clay '. 
Be thou, O Christ, the sinner's stay, 
Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 

Sir Walter Scott. 

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3 Before me place in dread array 
The pomp of that tremendous day, 

When thou wdth clouds shalt come 
To judge the nations at thy bar ; 
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 

To meet a joyful doom? 

4 Be this my one great business here, 
With serious industry and fear 

Eternal bliss V insure ; 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, 
And suffer all thy righteous will, 

And to the end endure. 

5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live 

And reign with thee above, 
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope in full supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. 

Charles Wesley. 

593 c. p. m. 

1 And am I only born to die? 
And must I suddenly comply 
With nature's stern decree? 



What after death for me remains? 
Celestial joys, or hellish pains, 
To all eternity ! 

How then ought I on earth to live, 
While God prolongs the kind reprieve, 

And props the house of clay : 
My sole concern, my single care, 
To watch, and tremble, and prepare 

Against that fatal day ! 

No room for mirth or trifling here, 
For worldly hope, or worldly fear, 

If life so soon is gone ; 
If now the Judge is at the door, 
And all mankind must stand before 

Th' inexorable throne ! 

Nothing is worth a thought beneath, 
But how I may escape the death. 

That never, never dies ! 
How make mine own election sure ; 
And when I fail on earth, secure 

A mansion in the skies. 

Jesus, vouchsafe a pitying ray ; 

Be thou my guide, be thou my way, 

To glorious happiness ! 
Ah! write the pardon on my heart! 
And whensoe'er I hence depart, 

Let me depart in peace! 

Charles We*lej 



300 






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594 Tune—" Ganges." C. P. M. 

1 When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt 
To take thy ransomed people home, [come 

Shall I among them stand? 
Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
Who sometimes am afraid to die, 

Be found at thy right hand? 

2 I love to meet thy people now, 
Before thy feet with them to bow, 

Though vilest of them all ; 
But, can I bear the piercing thought, 
What if my name should be left out, 

W T hen thou for them shalt call ? 



3 O Lord, prevent it by thy grace ; 
Be thou my only hiding-place, 

In this the accepted day ; 
Thy pardoning voice O let me hear, 
To still my unbelieving fear, 

Nor let me fall, I pray. 

4 Among thy saints let me be found, 
Whene'er th* archangel's trump shall 

To see thy smiling face ; [sound, 

Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, 
While heaven's resounding mansions ring 

With shouts of sovereign grace. 

Selina, Countess of Huntingdon. 



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Summon all before the throne. 

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Which shall judge the quick and dead ; 
Then the Lord of all our race 

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Every wrong shall be set right. 
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Vengeance for all earthly wrongs, 
Grant forgiveness, Lord, at last, 
Ere the dread account be past : 
Lo, my sighs, my guilt, my shame ! 
Spare me for thine own great name. 

Thou, who bad'st the sinner cease 
From her tears and go in peace, — 
Thou, who to the dying thief 
Spakest pardon and relief, — 
Thou, O Lord, to me hast given, 
E'en to me, the hope of heaven. 

Thomas of Celano. Tr. by A rthur Penrhyn Stanley. 



596 



DEATH A^D THE FUTURE STATE. 

WINDSOR. CM. 



GEORGE KIRBYE, 




2 Yes, every secret of my heart 

Shall shortly be made known, 
And I receive my jnst desert 
For all that I have done. 

3 How careful, then, ought I to live ! 

With what religious fear ! 
Who such a strict account must give 
For my behavior here ! 



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4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
The watchful power bestow ; 

So shall I to my ways take heed, 
To all I speak or do. 

5 If now thou standest at the door, 
O, let me feel thee near ! 

And make my peace with God, before 
I at thy bar appear. 

Charles Wesley. 

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I must not taste his love ! 

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3 Close followed by their works they go, 
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And each hath its distinct reward. 

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That manifests the Saviour's power. 

4 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee 

Thy kindred and their graves may be ; 
But thine is still a blessed sleep, 
From which none ever wakes to w r eep. 

Margaret Mackay. 



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Jesus, in death remember me ! 

3 O that without a ling' ring groan 

I may the welcome word receive! 
My body with my charge lay down, 
And cease at once to work and live! 

4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade 

And, certified that thou art mine, 
My spirit, calm and undismayed, 
i shall into thy hands resign. 

5 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, 

Shall damp whom Jesus' presence cheers; 
My light, my life, my God is come, 
And glory in his face appears! 

Charles Wesley. 



601 L M. 

1 Why should we start and fear to die? 

What tim'rous worms we mortals are! 
Death is the gate to endless joy, 
And yet we dread to enter there. 

2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 

Fright our approaching souls away ■ 
And we shrink back again to life, 
Fond of our prison and our clay. 

3 O, if my Lord would come and meet, 

My soul would stretch her wingsinhaste, 
Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
Nor feel the terrors as she passed ! 

4 Jesus can make a dying-bed 

Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
While on his breast I lean my head, 
And breathe my life out sweetly there. 

Isaac Watts. 



602 



ZEPHYR. L. M. 



WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. 






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So dies a wave along the shore. 



3 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 
Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
While heaven and earth combine to say, 
" How blest the righteous when he dies I' 

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O wash me in thy precious blood, 
And take my sins away ! 

Horatius Bonar. 

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One wretched sinner die ; 
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Thy dreadful wrath severe ; 

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I may with joy appear ! 



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Thyself in me raveal ; 
So shall I spend my life's short day 

Obedient to thy will : 
So shall I love my God, 

Because he first loved me ; 
And praise thee in thy bright abode 

To all eternitv. 

Charles Wesley, 



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Nearer the great white throne, 

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4 Then love's soft dew o'er every eye 
Shall shed its mildest rays, 

And the long-silent voice awake 
With shouts of endless praise. 

Henry Kir Me Whit: 



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Thy lip and eye so bright, 
Because thy cradle-care 

Was such a fond delight ; 
Shall love, with weak embrace, 

Thy heavenward flight detain? 
No, angel ! seek thy place 

Amid yon cherub train. 

Mrs. Lydia H. Sigourney. 



DEATH AND THE FUTURE STATE. 



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SAMUEL P. TUCKERMAN. 

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While infants in thy tender arms 
Keceive the smiling grace. 

3 "I take these little lambs," said he, 

"And lay them in my breast ; 
Protection they shall find in me, 
In me be ever blest. 

4 "Death may the bands of life unloose, 

But cac't dissolve my love : 
Millions of infant souls compose 
The family above. ' ' 

Samuel Stennett. 



609 c m 

1 When blooming youth is snatched away 

By death's resistless hand, 
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay 
Which pity must demand. 

2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 

O may this truth, impressed 
With awful power — I too must die — 
Sink deep in every breast ! 

3 Let this vain world delude no more : 

Behold the gaping tomb ! 
It bids us seize the present hour, 
To-morrow death may come. 



4 The voice of this alarming scene 
Let every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 
Which calls to watch and pray. 

Anne Steele, 

610 c m 

1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour : 
How soon the vapor flies ! 
Man is a tender, transient flower, 
That e'en in blooming dies. 



2 Death spreads his with 'ring, wintry 

And beauty smiles no more : 
Ah ! where are now those rising charms 
Which pleased our eyes before? 

3 That once loved form, now cold and d^ad, 

Each mournful thought employs ; 
We weep our earthly comforts fled. 
And withered all our joys. 

4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of timet 

When what we now deplore 
Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 
And bloom to fade no more. 

Anne SteeU 
Doxology. 

Now let the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit be adored, 
Where there are works to make him kn<ywn, 

Or saints to love the Lord. 



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The momentary glories waste, 

The short-lived beauties die away. 

3 So blooms the human face divine. 

When youth its pride of beauty shows: 
Fairer than spring the colors shine, 
And sweeter than the virgin rose. 

4 Or worn by slowly-rolling years, 

Or broke by sickness in a day, 
The fading glory disappears, 

The short-lived beauties die away. 

6 Yet these, new-rising from the tomb, 
With luster brighter far shall shine, 
Revive with ever-during bloom, 
Safe from diseases and decline. 

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If firm the word of God remains. 

Samuel Wesley, Jr. 

612 L M. 

1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb ; 

Take this new treasure to thy trust ; 
And give these sacred relics room, 
To slumber in the silent dust. 

2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear, 

Invades thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
While angels watch the soft repose. 

3 So Jesus slept : God's dying Son [the bed: 

Passed through the grave, and blessed 

Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 

The morning break, and pierce the shade* 

4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 

Attend, O earth, his sovereign word ! 
Restore thy trust : a glorious form 
Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 

Isaac Watts 



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Grace had opened Mercy's door. 

4 Justified through faith alone, 

Here they knew their sins forgiven ; 
Here they laid their burden down, 
Hallowed, and made meet for heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



614 



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How kind their slumbers are ! 
From suff 'rings and from sins released, 
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615 Tune—" Ortonville." C. M. 

1 Calm on the bosom of thy God, 
Fair spirit, rest thee now ! 
E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, 
His seal was on thy brow. 



2 Dust, to thy narrow house beneath ! 
Soul, to thy place on high ! 
They that have seen thy look in death, 
No more may fear to die. 



3 Lone are the paths, and sad the bowers, 
Whence thy meek smile is gone ; 
But O, a brighter home than ours, 
In heaven is now thine own. 

Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans. 



616 Tune—" Ortonville." C. M. 

1 Why should our tears in sorrow flow, 

When God recalls his own, 
And bids them leave a world of woe 
For an immortal crown? 

2 Is not e'en death a gain*to those 

Whose life to God was given ? 
Gladly to earth their eyes they close, 
To open them in heaven. 

3 Their toils are past, their work is done, 

And they are fully blest : 
They've fought the fight, the vict'ry won, 
And entered into rest. 

4 Then let our sorrows cease to flow — 

God has recalled his own ; 
And let our hearts, in every woe, 
Still say, "Thy will be done ! " 

William Hiley Batkurst. 



617 



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4 Thus star by star declines, 
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Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
At the great rising day. 

6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound, 

And bid our kindred rise : 
Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
Ye saints, ascend the skies ! 

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O may we bless thy grace below, 

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And sinners may hope, since the Sinless hath died. 

3 Thou art gone to the grave ; and, its mansions forsaking, 

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But the mild rays of paradise beamed on thy waking, 

And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song. 

4 Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore thee, 

Whose God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide ; 
He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee ; 
And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. 

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Where all is assurance and peace, 

And sorrow and sin are no more. 



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Who sailed with the Saviour beneath ; 
With shouting each other they greet, 

And triumph o'er sorrow and death : 
The voyage of life's at an end, 

The mortal affliction is past ; 
The age that in heaven they spend 

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Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 

4 Go to the grave — no ! take thy seat abo^e, 
Be thy pure spirit present with the 
Lord, 
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To spend eternal years. 

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The wrench that sets us free 
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air 
Of boundless liberty. 

4 It is not death to fling 

Aside this sinful dust, 
And rise, on strong exulting wing, 
To live among the just. 

5 Jesus, thou Prince of life, 

Thy chosen cannot die ! 
Like thee, they conquer in the strife, 
To reign with thee on high. 
C. H.A. Malan. Tr. by G. IV. Bethune. 

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Kest for the anxious brow, 



Rest for the weary, waysore feet, 
Rest from all labor now. — 

Rest for the fevered brain, 

Rest for the throbbing eye ; 
Thro' these parched lips of thine no more 

Shall pass the moan or sigh. 

Soon shall the trump of God 
Give out the welcome sound, 

That shakes thy silent chamber-walls, 
And breaks the turf-sealed ground. 

Ye dwellers in the dust, 

Awake ! come forth and sing ; 

Sharp has your frost of winter "been, 
But bright shall be your spring. 

' T was sown in weakness here : 
'Twill then be raised in power ; 

That which was sown an earthly seed, 
Shall rise a heavenly flower ! 

Horatius Bonar. 



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You who long for his appearing 

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Gracious Saviour, 
Own me in that day for thine ! 

3 At his call the dead awaken, 

Eise to life from earth and sea ; 
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Careless sinner, 
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Loved and served the Lord below, 
He will say, "Come near, ye blessed ; 
See the kingdom I bestow : 

You forever 
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A rest for weary pilgrims found, 
And while the mold' ring ashes sleep, 

Low in the ground, — 

5 The soul, of origin divine, 

God's glorious image, freed from clay, 
In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine, 
A star of day. 

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And hade thee suddenly remove 

To thy complete reward. 
With saints enthroned on high, 

Thou dost thy Lord proclaim, 
And still to God salvation cry, 

Salvation to the Lamh ! 

3 O happy, happy soul ! 

In ectasies of praise, 
Long as eternal ages roll, 

Thou seest thy Saviour's face. 
Redeemed from earth and pain, 

Ah ! when shall we ascend, 
And all in Jesus' presence reign 

With our translated friend ? 

Charles Wesley. 



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Father, if 'tis thy will. 
The promise of that faithful word, 

E'en here to me fulfill. 
So when my latest "breath 

Shall rend the veil in twain, 
By death I shall escape from death, 

And life eternal gain. 

3 Knowing as I am known, 

How shall I love that word, 
And oft repeat hefore the throne, 

"Forever with the Lord ! " 
"Forever with the Lord ! " 

Amen, so let it he ! 
Life from the dead is in that word, 

'Tis immortality. 

James Montgomery. 
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Thy glorious warfare's past ; 
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The music of the gospel leads us home. 

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Till morning's joy shall end the night of weeping, 
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And joys supreme are given ; 
There rays divine disperse the gloom: 
Beyond the confines of the tomb . 
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HAVERHILL. S.M. 



LOWELL MASON. 




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2 We have a house above, 

Not made with mortal hands; 

And firm as our Redeemer's love 

That heavenly fabric stands. 

3 It stands securely high, 

Indissolubly sure ; 
Our glorious mansion in the sky 
Shall evermore endure. 



4 O let us put on thee 
In perfect holiness! 

And rise prepared thy face to see, 
Thy bright, unclouded face. 

5 Thy grace with glory crown, 

Who hast the earnest given ; 
And then triumphantly come down, 
And take us up to heaven ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Possess the promised rest. 

4 Our glorious Leader claims our prais« 
For his own pattern given ; 
While the long cloud of witnesses 
Show the same path to heaven. 

Isaac Watts. 

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When shall I wake and find me there ? 

3 O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 

I shall be near, and like, my God ; 
And flesh and sin no more control 
The sacred pleasures of the soul. 

4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; 
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
And in my Saviour's image rise. 

Isaac Watts. 

639 l. if. 

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Is with its radiant glories fraught. 

A land upon whose blissful shore 

There rests no shadow, falls no stain ; 

There those who meet shall part no more, 
And those long parted meet again. 

Its skies are not like earthly skies, 
With var'ing hues of shade and light ; 

It hath no need of suns to rise 
To dissipate the gloom of night. 

There sweeps no desolating wind 
Across that calm, serene abode ; 

The wand'rer there a home may find 
Within the paradise of God. 

Gurdon Robins. 

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Therefore are they next the throne, 

Serve their Maker day and night : 
God resides among his own, 

God doth in his saints delight. 



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Here they rind their trials o'er, 
They have all their suff 'rings passed, 

Hunger now and thirst no more : 
No excessive heat they feel 

From the sun's directer ray ; 
In a milder clime they dwell, 

Region of eternal day. 

Charles Westty, 



DEATH AND THE FUTURE STATE. 

DE FLEURY. 3s. D. 




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When, raised by the life-giving word, 
We see the new city descend, 

Adorned as a bride for her Lord : 
The city so holy and clean, 

No sorrow can breathe in the air ; 
No gloom of affliction or sin, 

No shadow of evil, is there ! 

3 By faith we already behold 

That lovely Jerusalem here ; 
Her walls are of jasper and gold, 

As crystal her buildings are clear : 
Immovably founded in grace, 

She stands as she ever hath stood, 
And brightly, her builder displays, 

And flames with the glory of God. 

Charles Wesley. 



643 8s. D . 

1 I long to behold him arrayed 

With glory and light from above ; 
The King in his beauty displayed, 

His beauty of holiest love : 
I languish and sigh to be there, 

Where Jesus hath fixed his abode : 
O when shall we meet in the air, 

And fly to the mountain of God ! 

2 With him I on Sion shall stand, 

For Jesus hath spoken the word ; 
The breadth of Immanuel's land 

Survey by the light of my Lord ; 
But when, on thy bosom reclined, 

Thy face I am strengthened to see, 
My fullness of rapture I find, 

My heaven of heavens, in thee. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Its evils in a moment end, 

Its joys as soon are past ; 
But 6 ! the bliss to which I tend 

Eternally shall last. 

3 To that Jerusalem above 

With singing I repair ; 
While in the flesh, my hope and love, 

My heart and soul, are there : 
There my exalted Saviour stands, 

My merciful High Priest, 
And still extends his wounded hands, 

To take me to his breast. 

Charles Wesley. 



645 cm. d. 

1 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 

While here on earth we stay, 
We more than taste the heavenly powers, 

And antedate that day : 
We feel the resurrection near, 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled ; — 

2 O would he more of heaven bestow ! 

And let the vessels break, 
And let our ransomed spirits go, 

To grasp the God we seek ; 
In rapt'rous awe on him to gazo, 

Who bought the sight fpr me, 
And shout, and wonder at his grace, 

To all eternity ! 

Charles Wesld' 



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1 And let this feeble body fail, 

And let it droop or die : 
My soul shall quit the mournful vale, 

And soar to worlds on high — 
Shall joiu the disembodied saints, 

Aud find its long-sought rest, 
That only bliss for which it pants, 

In my Redeemer's breast. 

2 In hope of that immortal crown, 

I now the cross sustain ; 
And gladly wander up and down, 
And smile at toil and pain : 



I suffer out my threescore years, 

Till my Deliv'rer come, 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 

3 O what are all my surF rings here, 

If, Lord, thou count me meet 
With that enraptured host t' appear, 

And worship at thy feet ! 
Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 

Take life or friends away, 
I come to find them all again 

In that eternal day. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom : 
There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise, 

To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 

3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, 
Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode. 

Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, 
And the noontide of glory eternally reigns; — 

4 Where th' saints of all ages in harmony meet, 
Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; 
While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, 
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul ! 

William Augustus Muhlenberg. 

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In thee no sorrow can he found, 
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3 No dimming cloud o'ershadows thee, 

Nor gloom, nor darksome night ; 
But every soul shines as the sun, 
For God himself gives light. 

4 Thy walls are made of precious stone, 

Thy bulwarks diamond-square ; 
Thy gates are all of orient pearl : 
O God, if I were there ! 

5 Eight through thy streets with pleasing 

The flood of life doth flow r , [sound 

And on the hanks, on either side, 
The trees of life do grow. 

6 Those trees each month yield ripened fruit ; 

For evermore they spring ; 

And all the nations of the earth 

To thee their honors bring. 

7 O mother dear, Jerusalem! 

When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 

Francis Baker. Alt. by David Dickson. 

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1 Jerusalem, my happy home ! 
Name ever dear to me ! 



When shall my labors have an end, 
In joy, and peace, and thee? 

When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 
And pearly gates behold? [walls 

Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
And streets of shining gold? 

O when, thou city of my God, 

Shall I thy courts ascend 
Where congregations ne'er break up, 

And Sabbaths have no end? 

There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 

Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
Blest seats ! through rude and stormy scenes 

I onward press to you. 

Why should I shrink at pain and woe? 

Or feel at death dismay ? 
I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 

And realms of endless day. 

Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there 

Around my Saviour stand ; 
And soon my friends in Christ below 

Will join the glorious band. 

' Jerusalem ! my happy home ! 
My soul still pants for thee ; 
Then shall my labors have an end, 
When I thy joys shall see. 

Francis Baker. Alt. by James Boden. 



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Not Jordan' s stream, nor death's cold flood, 

Should fright us from the shore. 

Isaac Watts. 

651 cm 

1 Ox Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 

And cast a wishful eye 
To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
Where my possessions lie. 

2 the transporting, rapt'rous scene 

That rises to my sight ! 
Sweet fields arrayed in living green, 
And rivers of delight ! 

3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail 

On trees immortal grow ; [vales, 

There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and 
With milk and honey flow. 

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4 All o'er those wide-extended plains 
Shines one eternal day ; 

There God, the Sun, forever reigns, 
And scatters night away. 

5 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath 
Can reach that healthful shore ; 

Sickness and sorrow r , pain and death, 
Are felt and feared no more. 



When shall I reach that happy place, 

And be forever blest? 
When shall I see my Father's face, 

And in his bosom rest? 

Filled with delight, my raptured soul 

Would here no longer stay ! 
Though Jordan's waves around me roll, 

Fearless I'd launch away. 

Samuel Stennett. 
Doxology. 

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The Prince is ever in them, 

The daylight is serene ; 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 

3 There is the throne of David ; 

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The shout of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast ; 
And they who, with their Leader, 

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I O sweet and blessed country, 

The home of God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed country 

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1 Theee is a land immortal, 

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He only can undo it, 

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And mortals who pass through it, 

Are mortal never more. 

2 Though dark and drear the passage 

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Yet grace attends the message, 

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And at the time appointed 

A messenger comes down, 
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From cross to glory's crown. 

3 Their sighs are lost in singing, 

They're blessed in their tears ; 
Their journey heavenward winging, 

They leave on earth their fears : 
Death like an angel seemeth ; 
"We welcome thee," they cry ; 
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Thomas MacKtllar. 



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But he whom now we trust in 
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4 The morning shall awaken, 

The shadows shall decay, 
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Through rock an steel to smite. 

3 It was a two-edged blade, 

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Where'er it glanced between. 
'Twas death to sin — 'twas life 

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It kindled and it silenced strife, 

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Yet all his trophies, all his spoils. 

He hung upon the cross. 

5 At midnight came the cry, 

' ' To meet thy God prepare ! ' ' 
He woke, — and caught his Captain's eye, 

Then, strong in faith and prayer, 
His spirit, with a bound, 

Left its encumb'ring clay : 
His tent, at sunrise, on the ground 

A darkened ruin lay. 

6 The pains of death are past, 

Labor and sorrow cease ; 
And, life's long warfare closed at last, 

His soul is found in peace. 
Soldier of Christ, well done ! 

Praise be thy new employ ; 
And while eternal ages run, 

Rest in thy Saviour's joy. 

James Montgomery. 



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Let the Creator's praise arise ; 

Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends thy word ; 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Upon the fruitful earth, 
And love, joy, hope, like flowers, 

Spring in his path to birth : 
Before him on the mountains 

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From hill to valley flow. 

James Montgomery. 



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4 They come ! they come ! thine exiled 
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And hasten to their home. 



5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 
And God his works destroy, 
With songs thy ransomed shall return, 
And everlasting joy. 

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From East, and West, and South, and 
Let all the wand'rers come : [North, 

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Let all the nations meet, 
And show the mystery fulfilled, 
The family complete ! 

Charles Wesley. 

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The word of life we sow. 



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A large increase shall give, 
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Who to thy glory live. 

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Thy ministers attend. 

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3 Then shall wars and tumults cease ; 

Then be banished grief and pain ; 



Kighteousness, and joy, and peace, 
Undisturbed, shall ever reign. 



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Ever praise his glorious name ; 
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All his wondrous love proclaim. 

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4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come ; 
Recall the wand' ring spirits home : 
From Zion's mount send forth the sound, 
To spread the spacious earth around. 

William Bengo Collyer. 



669 



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Let hand with heart combine, 
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Say to the gold, " The Lord hath need," 
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4 Say to the slumb'ring soul, "Awake ! 

Ere wanes thy noon away ; 
Lo ! soon I come th' account to take, 
Ye stewards of a day." 

5 Saviour, forgive ; ashamed we lie ; 

Thy gracious will we know : 
Behold, while we delay, they die ! 
Bid, bid us send, or go. 

Anne Gilbert* 



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Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 

Though every prospect pleases, 
And only man is vile? 

In vain with lavish kindness 
The gifts of God are strewn ; 

The heathen in his blindness 
Bows down to wood and stone. 

3 Shall we whose souls are lighted 

With wisdom from on high, 
Shall we to men benighted 
The lamp of life deny ? 

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The joyful sound proclaim, 
Till earth's remotest nation 

Has learned Messiah's name. 

Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 

And you, ye waters, roll, 
Till, like a sea of glory, 

It spreads from pole to pole : 
Till o'er our ransomed nature, 

The Lamb for sinners slain, 
Redeemer, King, Creator, 

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find the kingdoms of this world 

Are the kingdoms of his Son. 



He shall reign from pole to pole, 

With illimitable sway : 
He shall reign, when, like a scroll, 

Yonder heavens have passed away ! 
Then the end — beneath his rod 

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Hallelujah ! Christ in God, 

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Where the skies forever smile 

And th' oppressed forever weep ! 
O'er the negro's night of care 

Pour the living light of heaven ; 
Chase away the fiend despair, 

Bid him hope to be forgiven ! 



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Open on the palmy East, 
Wide the bleeding cross display, 

Spread the gospel's richest feast : 
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Loud from the mountain- tops echoes are 
ringing; 
Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in 
song. 

4 See, from all lands, from the isles of the 
ocean, 
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Fallen are the engines of war and com- 
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Have tbj friends unfaithful proved ? 
Have thy foes been proud and scornful, 
By thy sighs and tears unmoved? 

Cease thy mourning : 
Zion still is well beloved. 

5 God, thy God, will now restore thee ; 
He himself appears thy Friend ; 
All thy foes shall flee before thee ; 



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Here their boasts and triumphs end 

Great deliv' ranee 
Zion's King will surely send. 

4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee ; 
All thy warfare now is past ; 
God thy Saviour will defend thee ; 
Victory is thine at last : 

All thy conflicts 
End in everlasting rest. 

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"Up to the hill of God," they say, 
"And to his house, we'll go." 

3 The beam that shines on Zion's hill 

Shall lighten every land : 
The King who reigns in Zion's towers 
Shall all the world command. 

4 Among the nations he shall judge; 

His judgments truth shall guide ; 
His scepter shall protect the just, 
And quell the sinner's pride. 



5 No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds 

Disturb those peaceful years ; 
To plowshares men shall beat their swords, 
To pruning-hooks their spears. 

6 No longer hosts, encount'ring hosts, 

Shall crowds of slain deplore ; 
They hang the trumpet in the hall, 
And study war no more. 

7 Come then, O house of Jacob ! come 

To worship at his shrine ; 
And, walking in the light of God, 
With holy beauties shine. 

Michael Bruce. 



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Sight to the inly blind ; 
O now, to all mankind, 
" Let there be light." 

HARWELL 




Spirit of truth and love, 
Life-giving, holy Dove, 

Speed forth thy flight ; 
Move o'er the waters' face 
By thine almighty grace ; 
And in earth's darkest place, 

" Let there be light. " 

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Who proclaim the joyful tidings 

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Disregard the world's deridings, 

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With my substance I will honor 

My Eedeemer and my Lord ; 
Were ten thousand w T orlds my manor, 

All were nothing to his word ; 
While the heralds of salvation 

His abounding grace proclaim, 
Let his friends, of every station, 

Gladly join to spread his fame. 

Benjamin Francis. 



678 




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Higher yet that star ascends. 
Trav'ler, blessedness and light, 

Peace and truth, its course portends. 
Watchman, will its beams alone 

Gild the spot that gave them birth? 
Trav'ler, ages are its own ; 

See ! it bursts o'er all the earth. 

3 Watchman, tell us of the night, 

For the morning seems to dawn. 
Trav'ler, darkness takes its flight, 

Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
Watchman, let thy wand'rings cease ; 

Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
Trav'ler, lo ! the Prince of peace, 

Lo ! the Son of God is come. 

John Bowring. 

679 7S . d. 

1 See how great a flame aspires, 

Kindled by a spark of grace ! 
Jesus' love the nations fires, 

Sets the kingdoms on a blaze. 
To bring fire on earth he came ; 

Kindled in some hearts it is : 
O that all might catch the flame, 

All partake the glorious bliss ! 



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2 When he first the work begun, 

Small and feeble was his day : 
Now the word doth swiftly run, 

Now it wins its widening way : 
More and more it spreads and grows,. 

Ever mighty to prevail ; 
Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, 

Shakes the trembling gates of helL 

3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise ! 

He the door hath opened wide ; 
He hath given the word of grace, 

Jesus' word is glorified ; 
Jesus, mighty to redeem, 

He alone the work hath wrought ; 
Worthy is the work of Him, 

Him who spake a world from naught. 



4 Saw ye not the cloud arise, 

Little as a human hand? 
Now it spreads along the skies, 

Hangs o'er all the thirsty land : 
Lo ! the promise of a shower 

Drops already from above ; 
But the Lord will shortly pour 

All the Spirit of his love. 

Charles Wesley. 



680 



THE BIBLE. 

2. THE BIBLE. 

HOLLAND. L.M. 



WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. 




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And night and day, thy power confess ; 
But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
Reveals thy j ustice and thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise 

Round the whole earth, and never stand : 
So wheu thy truth began its race, 

It touched and glanced on every land. 

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Till through the world thy truth has run : 

Till Christ has all the nations blessed, 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise ! 
Bless the dark world with heavenly light r 

Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 



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Isaac Watts. 
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The meanest souls instruction rind, 
And raise their thoughts to God. 

3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light, 

That guides us all the day ; 



And through the dangers of the night, 

A lamp to lead our way. 
4 Thy word is everlasting truth ; 

How pure is every page ! 
That holy book shall guide our youth, 

And well support our age. 

347 Isaac Watts. 



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SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

NEW-SABBATH. L. M. 



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Some solid ground to rest upon ; 
With long despair the spirit breaks, 
Till we apply to Christ alone. 

3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! 

How wise and holy thy commands! 



Thy promises, how firm they be ! 

How firm our hope, our comfort, stands! 

4 Should all the forms that men devise 
Assault my faith with treach'rous art, 
I'd call them vanity and lies, 
And bind the gospel to my heart. 

Isaac Watts, 



683 



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The wonders of thy law. 

3 Now let our darkness comprehend 
The light that shines so clear ; 

Now the revealing Spirit send, 
And give us ears to hear. 

4 Before us make thy goodness pass, 
Which here by faith we know ; 

Let us in Jesus see thy face, 
And die to all below. 

Charles WesZep. 



THE BIBLE. 



084 Tune— "Downs." C. M. 

1 How precious is the book divine, 

By inspiration given ! 
Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
To guide our souls to heaven. 

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 

In this dark vale of tears : 
Lite, light, and joy it still imparts, 
And quells our rising fears. 

3 This lamp through all the tedious night 

Of life, shall guide our way ; 
Till we behold the clearer light 
Of an eternal day. 

John Fawcett. 

685 Tune— " Downs." CM. 

1 The counsels of redeeming grace 
The sacred leaves unfold ; 
And here the Saviour's lovely face 
Our raptured eyes behold. 



2 Here light descending from above 
Directs our doubtful feet ; 
Here promises of heavenly love 
Our ardent wishes meet. 



3 Our num'rous griefs are here redressed 
And all our wants supplied ; 
Naught we can ask to make us blest 
Is in this book denied. 



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4 For these inestimable gains, 
That so enrich the mind, 
O may we search with eager pains, 
Assured that we shall find ! 

Samuel StennetU 

686 Tune— " Downs." CM. 

1 Father of mercies, in thy word 

What endless glory shines ! 
Forever be thy name adored 
For these celestial lines. 

2 Here may the wretched sons of want 

Exhaustless riches find, 
Kiches above what earth can grant, 
And lasting as the mind. 

3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 

And yields a free repast ; 
Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
Invite the longing taste. 

4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 

Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
And life, and everlasting joys, 
Attend the blissful sound. 



> O may these heavenly pages be 
My ever dear delight ; 

And still new beauties may I see, 
And still increasing light ! 

> Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
Be thou forever near ; 

Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
And view my Saviour there. 

Anne Steele. 

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Diffuse thy grace through every part, 
And sanctify the whole. 

4 Its utmost virtue show 

In pure consummate love, 

And fill with all thy life below, 

And give us thrones above. 

Charles Wesley. 



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And still that light she lifteth 

O'er all the earth to shine. 
It is the golden casket 

Where gems of truth are stored ; 
It is the heaven-drawn picture 

Of thee, the living Word. 



3 O make thy church, dear Saviour, 

A lamp of hurnished gold, 
To hear hefore the nations 

Thy true light, as of old : 
O teach thy wand' ring pilgrims 

By this their path to trace, 
Till, clouds and darkness ended, 

They see thee face to face. 

William IValsham How. 



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Hear thy servants as they pray ; 

And thy fullest benediction 
Shed within its walls alway. 



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What they ask of thee to gain, 
What they gain from thee forever 

With the blessed to retain, 
And hereafter in thy glory 
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3 In Sion God is known 

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How bright has his salvation shone 
Through all her palaces ! 

In every new distress 

We'll to his house repair ; 
We'll think upon his wondrous grace. 

And seek deliv' ranee there. 

Isaac Watts. 



691 



SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

HOWARD. C. M. 



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We now adore thy name ; 
We trust our whole salvation here, 
Nor can we suffer shame. 

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 

Keject it with disdain ; 



Yet on this rock the Church shall rest, 
And envy rage in vain. 

4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 
Yet must this building rise : 
'Tis thine own work, Almighty God, 
And wondrous in our eyes. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Bless, with thee, this corner-stone. 

3 May thy Spirit here give rest 
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Where we lay this corner-stone. 

4 Open wide, O God, thy door^ 
For the outcast and the poor, 
Who can call no house their own, 
Where we lay this corner-stone. 

John PierponU 



693 



ERECTION OF CHURCHES. 

HARMONY GROVE. L. M. 
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Show thy acceptance of our lays. 
By making all thy glory known. 

4 When here thy ministers shall stand. 

To speak what thou shalt bid them say, 
Maintain thy cause with thine own hand. 
And give thy truth a winning way. 

5 Xow. therefore, O our God, arise ! 

In this thy resting-place appear ; 
And let thy people's longing eyes 
Behold thee fix thy dwelling here. 

Phccbc Palmer. 

S94 L m 

I And will the great, eternal God, 
On earth establish his abode? 
And will he, from his radiant throne, 
Avow our temple for his own ? 



We bring the tribute of our praise ; 
And sing that condescending grace, 
Which to our notes will lend an ear, 
And call us sinful mortals near. 



3 These walls we to thy honor raise, 
Long may they echo to thy praise ; 
And thou, descending, fill the place 
With choicest tokens of thy grace. 

4 And in the great, decisive day. 
When God the nations shall survey, 
May it before the world appear 
That crowds were born to glorv here ! 

Philip Doddridge. 

695 L M 

1 The perfect world, by Adam trod, 
Was the first temple, built by God ; 
His fiat laid the comer-stone, 

And heaved its pillars one by one. 

2 He hung its starry roof on high, 
The broad expanse of azure sky ; 

He spread its pavement, green and bright, 
And curtained it with morning light. 

3 The mountains in their places stood, 
The sea. the sky ; and all "was good ; 
And when its first pure praises rang, 

"The morning stars together sang." 



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And earth, and sky, a house for thee ,• 
But in thy sight our off 'ring stands, 
A humbler temple, "made with hands.' 

Nathaniel P. Willis. 

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While the sea shall gird the land ; 



Here reveal thy mercy sure, 
While the sun and moon endure. 

4 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky 
To the joyful sound reply ; 
Hallelujah ! — hence ascend 
Prayer and praise till time shall end. 

James Montgomery. 



697 



ITALIAN HYMN. 6s, 4s. 



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Let every anthem rise 
Like incense to the skies, 
A joyful sacrifice, 

To thy blest name ! 

3 Speak, O eternal Lord, 
Out of thy living word, 

O give success ! 
Do thou the truth impart 



Unto each waiting heart; 
Source of all strength thou art, 
Thy gospel bless ! 

To the great One and Three 
Glory and praises be 

In love now given ! 
Glad songs to thee we sing, 
Glad hearts to thee we bring, 
Till we our God and King 

Shall praise in heaven ! 

William Edwin Evans- 



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In knowledge pure their minds renew ; 
And store with thoughts divinely true. 



3 Unite the pair so long disjoined, 
Knowledge and vital piety : 
Learning and holiness combined, 

And truth and love, let all men see, 
In those whom up to thee we give, 
Thine, wholly thine, to die and live ! 

Charles Wesley. 



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Thou dost thyself abase, 
That from sin's deep disgrace 
Thou mightest save our race, 

And give us life. 

3 Thou art the great High Priest ; 
Thou hast prepared the feast 

Of heavenly love ; 



While in our mortal pain 
None calls on thee in vain ; 
Help thou dost not disdain, 
Help from above. 

4 Ever be thou our guide, 
Our shepherd and our pride, 

Our staff and song : 
Jesus, thou Christ of God, 
By thy perennial word 
Lead us where thou hast trod, 

Make our faith strong. 

5 So now, and till we die, 
Sound we thy praises high, 

And joyful sing : 
Infants, and the glad throng 
Who to thy Church belong, 
Unite to swell the song 

To Christ our King. 

Clement of Alexandria. Tr. by H. M. Dexter. 



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Let them find a resting-place, 

Feed in pastures ever vernal, 
Drink the rivers of thy grace. 

William A. Muhlenberg. 



Now, these little ones receiving, 
Fold them in thy gracious arm ; 

There, we know-, thy word believing, 
Only there, secure from harm. 

Never, from thy pasture roving, 
Let them be the lion's prey ; 



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3 Thou hast promised to receive us, 

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Grace to cleanse, and power to free; 

Blessed Jesus, 
We will early turn to thee. 

4 Early let us seek thy favor, 
Early let us do thy will ; 
Blessed Lord and only Saviour, 
With thy love our bosoms fill : 

Blessed Jesus. 
Thou hast loved us. love us still. 

Dorothy Anne Thrupp. 



702 



SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

SILOAM. CM. 



I. B. WOODBURY. 




Lo ! such the child whose early feet 

The paths of peace have trod ; 
Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 

Is upward drawn to God. 
3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 

The lily must decay ; 
The rose that blooms beneath the hill 

Must shortly fade away. 
•4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour 

Of man's maturer age 
Will shake the soul with sorrow's power, 

And stormy passion's rage. 

5 O thou, whose infant feet were found 

Within thy Father's shrine, 
Whose years, with changeless virtue 
Were all alike divine ; [crowned, 

6 Dependent on thy bounteous breath, 

We seek thy grace alone, 
In childhood, manhood, age, and death, 
To keep us still thine own. 

Reginald Heber. 

703 c. m. 

1 While we with fear and hope survey 

This youthful, blooming throng, 
And little know th' eventful way 
Their steps may pass along, — 

2 One day is as a thousand years, 

Eternal God, to thee, 
And present to thine eye appears 
Their whole futurity. 

3 Thou seest temptation's subtle thread, 

Or torture's fiery test : 
Mid scenes of pleasure, or of dread, 
Screen thou th' unguarded breast. 

4 Saviour ! through each portentous change, 

And dangers yet untrod, 
Where'er they rest, where'er they range, 
Be thou their present God ! 

Gilbert. 



704 c. m. 

1 Mercy, descending from above, 

In softest accents pleads : 
O may each tender bosom move, 
When mercy intercedes ! 

2 Children our kind protection claim, 

And God will well approve 
When infants learn to lisp his name, 
And their Creator love. 

3 Delightful work ! young souls to win, 

And turn the rising race 
From the deceitful paths of sin, 
To seek their Saviour's face. 

4 Almighty God ! thine influence shed, 

To aid this blest design ; 
The honor of thy name be spread, 
And all the glory thine. 

Joseph Straphan. 

705 c. m. 

1 O how can they look up to heaven, 

And ask for mercy there, 
Who never soothed the poor man's pang, 
Nor dried the orphan's tear ! 

2 The dread omnipotence of Heaven 

We every hour provoke ! 
Yet still the mercy of our God 
Withholds th' avenging stroke ; 

3 And Christ was still the healing friend 

Of poverty and pain ; 
And never did imploring wretch 
His garment touch in vain. 

4 May we with humble effort take 

Example from above ; 
And thence the active lesson learn 
Of charity and love ! 

Simon Browne 



358 






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3 O that each in the day Of his coming may say, 

" I have fought my way through ; 
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do ! " 
O that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, 

" ' Well and faithfully done ! 
Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 

Charles Wesley. 

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Because for me my Saviour prays, 
And pleads his death for me. 

3 Time to repent thou dost bestow ; 

But O the power impart ! 
And let my eyes with tears o'erfiow, 
And break my stubborn heart. 

4 Forgiveness on my conscience seal ; 

Bestow thy promised rest ; 
With purest love thy servant fill, 
And number with the blest. 

Charles Wesley, 

708 cm. 

1 Remark, my soul, the narrow bound 
Of the revolving year ; 



How swift the weeks complete their round 1 
How short the months appear ! 

2 So fast eternity comes on — 

And that important day, 
When all that mortal life hath done, 
God's judgment shall survey. 

3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass 

The swift-advancing year ; 
And study artful ways t' increase 
The speed of its career. «■ 



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Waken, O God, my careless heart, 
Its great concern to see, 

That I may act the Christian part, 
To give the year to thee. 

Philip Doddridge. 

AYLESBURY. S. M. 



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Clouded by grief and sin : 
A host of enemies without, 
Distressing fears within. 



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If thou permit our stay, 
With diligence may we pursue 
The true and living way. 

Benjamin Beddomt. 



710 



THE SEASONS. 

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Pardon of our sins renew ; 
Teach us henceforth how to live 

With eternity in view : 
Bless thy word to young and old, 

Fill us with a Saviour's love; 
And when life's short tale is told, 

May we dwell with thee above. 

John Newton. 



711 



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Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; 
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A sacrifice to thee ; 
Till Jesus in the clouds appear 

To saints on earth forgiven, 
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The jubilee of heaven. 

Charles Wesley. 



712 




THE SEASONS. 

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Our songs of melody shall flow, 
And spread his name abroad. 

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4 The little hills on every side 

Rejoice at falling showers ; 
The meadows, dressed in all their pride, 
Perfume the air with flowers. 

5 The various months thy goodness crowns 

How bounteous are thy ways! 
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, 
And shepherds shout thy praise. 

Isaac Watt'. 



714 



SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

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Summer gives to autumn place." 

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This alone, forever vernal^ 

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6 To each the cov'nant blood apply, 

Which takes our sins away ; 
And register our names on high, 
And keep us to that day. 

Charles Wesley. 



718 



SPECIAL OCCASIONS 

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R. M. McINTOSH. 



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Thy true condition learn : 
What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair? 
What is thy great concern ? 

3 Behold, another year begins ! 

Set out afresh for heaven : 



Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
In Christ so freely given. 

4 Devoutly yield thyself to God, * 
And on his grace depend ; 
With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
Nor doubt a happy end. 

Simon Browne. 



719 



SOUTHWELL. S. M. 



HERBERT S IRONS. 




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Thou shalt from heaven come down, — 

Th' immortal Son of man, 
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With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
With all thy glorious grace. 

5 O may we all be found, 

Obedient to his word : 
Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 
And looking for our Lord ! 

6 O may we thus insure 

A lot among the blest ; 
And watch a moment to secure 
An everlasting rest ! 

Charles Wesley. 






720 



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3 Yet hast thou not a remnant here, 
Whose souls are filled with pious fear ? 



O bring thy wonted mercy nigh, 
While prostrate at thy feet they lie ! 

4 Behold their tears, attend their moan, 
Nor turn away their secret groan : 
With these we join our humble prayer, 
Our nation shield, our country spare. 

Philip Doddridge. 



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Our cities with prosperity, 
Our fields with plenteousness. 

3 Here may religion shed her light 

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And piety and virtue reign, 
And bless our native soil. 

4 Lord of the nations, thus to thee 
Our country we commend ; 
Be thou her refuge and her trust, 
Her everlasting Friend ! 

John R. Wreford. 

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SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

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2 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, 

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Let that blood our guilt efface : 
Save thy people from oppression ; 
Save from spoil thy holy place. 

Thomas Cotterill. 



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And send their joys around. 

3 The world of waters yields 

A rich supply of food, 
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Upon the rolling flood. 



4 To serve and bless our land 

The elements conspire ; 
And mercies mix themselves with earth, 
With ocean, air, and fire. 

5 O that the sons of men 

To God their songs would raise, 

And celebrate his power and love 

In never-ceasing praise ! 



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All that liberal autumn pours 
From her rich, o'erfiowing stores ; 
These to thee. O God. we owe, 
Source whence all our blessings flow, 
And for these our souls now raise 
Grateful vows and solemn praise. 

Anna Laetitia Barbauld. 

725 7S . d. 

1 Swell the anthem, raise the song ; 
Praises to our God belong ; 
Saints and angels join to sing 
Praises to our heavenly King. 

24 R N H T 369 



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Blessings from his lib'ral hand 
Flow around this happy land : 
Kept by him, no foes annoy ; 
Peace and freedom we em y. 



2 Here, beneath a virt'ous sway 
May we cheerfully obey; 
Never feel oppression's rod, 
Ever own and worship God. 
Hark ! the voice of nature sings 
Praises to the King of kings ; 
Let us join the choral song, 
And the grateful notes prolong. 
Nathan Strong. 



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Aud for our friendships, doubly dear. 

3 Thy providence has been our stay, 
W T hen other helps were far away ; 



Our constant guide through every stage, 
From infancy to riper age. 

4 How shall we half our task fulfill? 
W T e thauk thee for thy mind and will, 
For present joys, for blessings past. 
And for the hope of heaven at last, 

Cottle. 



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1. Great God of na-tions, now to thee Our hymn of grat - i - tude we raise; 




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2 Here freedom spreads her banner wide. 
And casts her soft and hallowed ray ; 
Here thou our fathers' steps didst guide 
In safety through their dang'rous way 



3 We praise thee that the gospel's light 
Through all our land its radiance sheds : 



Dispels the shades of error's night, 

And heavenly blessings round ua 
spreads. 

4 Great God. preserve us in thy fear ; 
In danger still our guardian be ; 
O spread thy truth's bright precepts here \ 



370 



Let all the people worship thee! 

Alfred A. Woodhull. Alt. 



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AMEEICA. 6s, 4s. 



Ad. HENRY CAREY. 



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Land of the noble, free. 

Thy name I love : 
I love thy rocks and rills. 
Thy woods and templed hills ; 
My heart with rapture thrills. 

Like that above. 

"8 Let music swell the breeze. 
And ring from all the trees 

Sweet freedom's song: 
Let mortal tongues awake ; 
Let all that breathe partake ; 
Let rocks their silence break. - 
The sound prolong. 

4 Our Fathers' God, to thee, 
Author of liberty. 

To thee we sing ; 
Long may our land be bright 



371 



With freedom's holy light ; 
Protect us by thy might, 
Great God, our King. 

Samuel Francis Smith. 
729 6s, 4S. 

1 God bless our native land ! 
Firm may she ever stand. 

Through storm and night : 
TVhen the wild tempests rave. ' 
Ruler of wind and wave. 
Do thou our country save 

By thy great might ! 

2 For her our prayer shall rise 
To God. above the skies; 

On him we wait : 
Thou who art ever nigh, 
Guarding with watchful eye, 
To thee aloud we cry. 

God save the State ! 

From the German. Tr. by Charles T. Brooks. 
Alt. by/. S. Dwight. 



730 



SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 

7. ON A VOYAGE. 

SPANISH HYMN. 7s. D. 




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Bid them come by faith to thee. 



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Save, till all these tempests end. 
All who on thy love depend ; 
Waft our happy spirits o'er ; 
Land us on the heavenly shore. 

Charles Wesley. 
0. M. SAMUEL STANLEY. 




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2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 

Supported by thy care, 
Through burning climes they pass unhurt. 
And breathe in tainted air. 

3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, 

High on the broken wave, — 
They know thou art not slow to hear, 
Nor impotent to save. 

4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, 

Obedient to tby will : 



The sea that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths. 
Thy goodness we'll adore; 

We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 
And humbly hope for more. 

6 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life, 
Thy sacrifice shall be : 

And death, when death shall be our lot r 
Shall join our souls to thee. 

372 Joseph Addison. 



PART II. 

FOR SOCIAL WORSHIP. 



SECTION I. 



COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 



732 



RICHMOND. S. M. D. 



X. B. EVERETT. 



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Not in the name of pride 

Or selfishness we meet ; 
From nature's paths we turn aside, 

And worldly thoughts forget : 
We meet the grace to take 

Which thou hast freely given ; 
We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 

That we may meet in heaven. 



373 



Present we know thou art ; 

But, O, thyself reveal ! 
Now. Lord, let every hounding heart 

The mighty comfort feel ! 
O may thy quick 'ning voice 

The death of sin remove ; 
And hid our inmost souls rejoice 

In hope of perfect love ! 



733 



COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 

WINCHESTER OLD. C. M. 



MICHAEL ESTE. 

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He bids us build each other up ; 

And, gathered into one, 
To our high calling's glorious hope* 

We hand in hand go on. 
The gift which he on one bestows, 

We all delight to prove ; 
The grace through every vessel flows, 

In purest streams of love. 






734 



PHILLIPS. 
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4 We all partake the joy of one, 

The common peace we feel, 
A peace to sensual minds unknown, 
A joy unspeakable. 

5 And if our fellowship below 

In Jesus be so sweet, 
What height of rapture shall we know 
When round his throne we meet ! 

Charles Wesley. 
C. M. F. HUXTEN. 

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Teach us to love each other, Lord, 

As we are loved by thee ; 
None who are truly born of God 

Can live in enmity. 
Heirs of the same immortal bliss, 

Our hopes and fears the same, 
With bonds of love our hearts unite, 

With mutual love inflame. 
So may the unbelieving world 

See how true Christians love ; 
And glorify our Saviour's grace, 

And seek that grace to prove. 

Thomas Cotterill. 



735 c. m. 

1 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 

When those who love the Lord 
In one another's peace delight, 
And so fulfill his word ! 

2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 

And with him bear a part ! 
When sorrow flows from eye to eye 
And joy from heart to heart ! 

3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, 

Our wishes all above. 
Each can his brother's failings hide, 
And show a brother's love ! 

4 Let love, in one delightful stream, 

Through every bosom flow, 
And union sweet, and dear esteem, 
In every action glow. 

5 Love is the golden chain that binds 

The happy souls above; 
And he's an heir of heaven who finds 
His bosom glow with love. 

Joseph Swain 



374 






736 



COMMUNION OF SAINTS 

SESSIONS. L. M. 

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2 Come in, come in, thou heavenly Guest, 

Delight in what thyself hast given : 
On thy own gifts aud graces feast, 

And make the contrite heart thy heaven. 

3 Smell the sweet odor of our prayers, 

Our sacrifice of praise approve ; 



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And treasure up our gracious tears, 
And rest in thy redeeming love. 

O let us on thy fullness feed ! 

And eat thy flesh, and drink thy blood ' 

Jesus, thy blood is drink indeed. 
Jesus, thy flesh is angels' food. 

Charles Wesley. 
7S, D. LOWELL MASON'. 

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Let the purer flame revive, 
Such as in the martyrs glowed. 
Dying champions for their God. 
We for Christ, our Master, stand, 
Lights in a benighted land ; 
We our dying Lord confess, 
We are Jesus' witnesses. 



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Witnesses that Christ hath died : 
We with him are crucified : 
Christ hath burst the bands of death, 
We his quick 'ning Spirit breathe : 
Christ is now gone up on high ; 
Thither all our wishes fly; — 
Sits at God's right hand above ; 
There with him we reign in love ! 

Charles Wesley. 




COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 

ST. THOMAS. S. M. 



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Hasten to gain that dear abode, 
And rove, my soul, no more. 
4 There, safe shalt thou abide, 

There, sweet shall be thy rest, 

And every longing satisfied, 
With full salvation blest. 

William Augustus Muhlenberg. 
ST. ANN'S. C. M. WILLIAM CROFT. 




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To scatter, tear, and slay; 
He seizes every straggling soul 
As his own iawful prey. 

3 Us into thy protection take, 

And gather with thy arm : 

Unless the fold we first forsake, 

The wolf can never harm. 

4 We laugh to scorn his cruel power, 

While by our Shepherd's side; 



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The sheep he never can devour, 
Unless he first divide. 

5 O do not suffer him to part 

The souls that here agree; 
But make us of one mind and heart 
And keep us one in thee ! 

6 Together let us sweetly live, 

Together let us die ; 
And each a starry crown receive, 
And reign above the sky. 

Charles We s lev. 



COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 



740 Tune— "St. Ann's." CM. 

1 EUppy the souls to Jesus joined, 

And saved by grace alone; 
Walking in all his ways, they find 
Their heaven on earth begun. 

2 The Church triumphant in thy love, 

Their mighty joys we know; 
They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
And we in hymns below. 



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3 Thee, in thy glorious realm, they praise, 

And bow before thy throne; 
We, in the kingdom of thy grace: 
The kingdoms are but one. 

4 The holy to the holiest leads ; 

From thence our spirits rise ; 
And he that in thy statutes treads, 
Shall meet thee in the skies. 

Charles Wesley. 

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2 The souls that believe, In paradise live. 
And me in that number will Jesus receive : 
My soul don't delay — He calls thee away, 

Rise, follow thy Saviour, and bless the glad day. 

3 No mortal doth know What he can bestow. 
What light, strength, and comfort — go after him, go : 
Lo, onward I move To a city above. 

None guesses how wondrous my journey will prove. 

4 Great spoils I shall win From death, hell, and sin, 
Midst outward afflictions shall feel Christ within ; 
And when I'm to die, Receive me, I'll cry, 

For Jesus hath loved me, I cannot tell why. 

5 But this I do find. We two are so joined. 
He'll not live in glory and leave me behind : 
So this is the race I'm running through £race, 
Henceforth —till admitted to see my Lord's face. 

John Gambold 
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COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 

MAITLAND. CM. 

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And ever toward each other move, 
And ever move toward thee. 

5 To thee inseparably joined, 

Let all our spirits cleave : 

O may we all the loving mind 

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6 Yet when the fullest joy is given, 

The same delight we prove : 
In earth, in paradise, in heaven, 
Our all in all is love. 

Charles Wesley. 
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Let us daily growth receive, 
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3 Sweetlv may we all agree, 
Touched with softest sympathy ; 
Kindly for each other care ; 
Every member feel its share, 
Many are we now and one, 
We who Jesus have put on : 
Names, and sects, and parties, fall : 
Thou, O Christ, art all in all. 

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COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 



744 

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Father, at thy footstool see 
Those who now are one in thee; 
Draw us by thy grace alone. 
Give, O give us to thy Son. 
Jesus, Friend of human kind, 
Let us in thy name he joined ; 
Each to each unite and bless, 
Keep us still in perfect peace. 



745 




SWEET HOME. 



2 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove, 
Shed thy overshadowing love ; 
Love, the sealing grace, impart ; 
Dwell within our single heart. 
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
Be to us what Adam lost : 
Let us in thine image rise ; 
Give us back our paradise ! 

Charles Wesley. 

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2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace ! 
And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease ! 
Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, 

I long to behold thee in glory, at home. 

3 "While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 

O give me submission, and strength as my day ; 
In all my afflictions to thee would I come, 
Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 

4 "WTiate'er thou deniest, O give me thy grace, 
The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face ; 
Endure me with patience to wait at thy throne, 
And find, even now, a sweet foretaste of home. 

5 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine ; 
No more as an exile in sorrow to pine ; 

And in thy dear image arise from the tomb. 
With glorified millions to praise thee at home. 

David Denhmm. 
379 



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3 Never let the world "break in, 
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Keep us humble and unknown, 
Prized and loved by God alone. 

4 Let us still to thee look up, 

Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope; 
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Charles Wesley. 



747 






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And love command our hearts. 

Saviour, look down with pitying eyes, 
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And harmonize the soul. 

4 O let us find the ancient way. 
Our wond'ring foes to move, 
And force the heathen world to say, 
"See how these Christians love ! " 

Charles Wesley 



380 



COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 



748 Tune—" Cowper." C. M. 

1 Lo ! what an entertaining sight 

Are brethren who agree ! 
Brethreu whose cheerful hearts unite 
In hands of piety ! • 

2 When streams of love, from Christ, the 

Descend to every soul, [spring, 

And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 
Shades and bedews the whole. 



3 "lis like the oil, divinely sweet, 

On Aaron's rev' rend head ; 
The trickling drops perfumed his feet. 
And o'er his garments spread. 

4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews 

That fall on Zion's hill ; 
Where God his mildest glory shows 
And makes his grace distill; 

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Earth can fill my soul no more, 

Every idol I resign. 

James Montgomery. 

381 






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COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 

HOTTING- HILL. C. M. 



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2 When to the right or left we stray, 

Leave us not comfortless ; 
But guide our feet into the way 
Of everlasting peace. 

3 Help us to help each other, Lord, 

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Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
And perfect us in love. 

5 Up into thee, our living Head, 

Let us in all thiugs grow ; 
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And spotless here below. 

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Give us in heaven a happy lot 
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4 When we asunder part, • 

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And hope to meet again. 

5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

6 From sorrow, toil, and pain. 

And sin, we shall be free ; 
And perfect love and friendship reign 
Through all eternity. 

John Fawcett. 



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We met, O Jesus, in thy name, 

And in thy name we part. 
We part iu body, not in mind ; 

Our minds continue one ; 
And each to each in Jesus joined, 

We hand in hand go on. 
Subsists as in us all one soul ; 

No power can make us twain ; 



And mountains rise, and oceans roll, 
To sever us in vain. 

5 Our life is hid with Christ in God ! 

Our life shall soon appear, 

And shed his glory all abroad 

On all his members here. 

6 Then let us lawfully contend, 

And right our passage through, — 
Bear in our faithful minds the end. 
And keep the prize in view. 

Charles Wesley. 



753 



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3 We trust not in our native strength, 

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That, with returning wants, the Lord 
Will all our need supply. 
4 O guide our doubtful feet aright, 
And keep us in thy ways ; 

And while we turn our vows to prayers, 
Turn thou our prayers to praise. 

383 Benjamin Beddome. 



754 




COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 

JERUSALEM. CM. D. 

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Let trembling cowards fly ; 
We'll stand unshakeu, firm, and fixed, 

With Christ to live and die. 
Let devils rage, and hell assail, 

We'll fight our passage through ; 
Let foes unite, and friends desert, 

We'll seize the crown in view. 



3 The little cloud increases still. 

The heavens are big with rain ; 
We wait to catch the teeming shower, 

And all its moisture drain : 
A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, 

But pour the mighty flood ; 
O sweep the nations, shake the earth, 

Till all proclaim thee God ! 

4 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 

And sett'st thy starry crown — 
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
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May we, a little band of love, 
We sinners, saved by grace, 

From glory into glory changed, 
Behold thee face to face. 

William Edward Miller, 
155 C. M. D. 

1 Lift up your hearts to things above, 

Ye foll'wers of the Lamb, 
And join with us to praise his love, 

And glorify his name. 
To Jesus' name give thanks and sing, 

Whose mercies never end : 
Eejoice ! rejoice ! the Lord is King! 

The King is now our friend ! 

2 We for his sake count all things loss, 

On earthly good look down ; 
And joyfully sustain the eross, 

Till we receive the crown. 
O let us stir each other up, 

Our faith by works t' approve, 
By holy, purifying hope, 

And the sweet task of love. 

Charles Western 



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PRAYER. 



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In compassion now descend ; 

Fill our hearts with thy rich grac«, 
Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 

3 In thine own appointed way, 
Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
Lord, we know not how to go 
Till a blessing thou bestow. 

4 Send some message from thy word, 
That may joy and peace afford ; 
Let thy Spirit now impart 

Full salvation to each heart. 

6 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
Let the time of joy return ; 
Those that are cast down lift up, 
Make them strong in faith and hope. 

6 Grant that all may seek and find 
Thee a gracious God, and kind ; 
Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
Let us all rejoice in thee. 

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PRAYER. 

WELTON. L.M. 



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Foretastes of future bliss are given ; 

And mortals rind his earthly courts 
The house of God, the gate of heaven 



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4 Hail, peaceful hour ! supremely blest 
Amid the hours of worldly care ; 
The hour that yields the spirit rest, 
That sacred hour, the hour of prayer. 



5 And when my hours of prayer are past, 
And this frail tenement decays, 
Then may I spend in heaven at last 
A never-ending hour of praise. 

Thomas Raffles. 
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When earthly loves decay. 

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That arm upholds the sky ; 
That ear is filled with angel songs ; 
That love is throned on high. 



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When mortal aid is vain, 

That eye, that arm, that love to reach, 
That list'ning ear to gain. 

5 That power is prayer, which soars on high; 

Through Jesus, to the throne, 
And moves the hand which moves the 
To bring salvation down. [world, 

3gg John Aikman Wallace. 



759 



PRAYER. 

BUTLEE. CM. D. 



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To have my vainly struggling thoughts 

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Had I. dear Lord, no pleasure found 

But in the thought of thee. 
Prayer would have come unsought, and 

A truer liberty-. [been 

3 Yet thou art often present. Lord, 

In weak, distracted prayer : 
A sinner out of heart with self 

Most ofteu fiuds thee there. 



For prayer that humbles sets the soul 

From all illusions free. 
And teaches it how utterly. 

Dear Lord, it hangs to thee. 
My Saviour, why should I complain. 

And why fear aught but sin? 
Distractions are but outward things. 

Thy peace dwells tar withiu. 
These surface troubles tome and go 

Like rufflings of the sea : 
The deeper depth is out of reach 

To all, my God, but thee. 

Frederick William Faber. 



760 



SPRING. CM. 



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We wait according to thy word. 
Thee in the midst to find. 

3 With us thou art assembled here, 

But O thyself reveal! 



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Son of the living God. appear ! 

Let us thy presence feel. 
Breathe on us. Lord, in this our day. 

And these dry bones shall live : 
Speak peace into our hearts, and say. 

1 " The Holy Ghost receive. 

Char its Wesley. 



761 



PRAYER. 

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To my eternal rest. 

3 Swift to my rescue come, 

Thine own this moment seize ; 
Gather my wand 'ring spirit home, 
And keep in perfect peace. 

4 Suffered no more to rove 

O'er all the earth abroad, 
Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, 
And shut me up in God. 

Charles Wesley. 

762 s. m. 

1 Our Heavenly Father, hear 

The prayer we offer now : 
Thy name be hallowed far and near ; 
To thee all nations bow. 

2 Thy kingdom come ; thy will 

On earth be done in love, 
As saints and seraphim fulfill 
Thy perfect law above. 

3 Our daily bread supply 

While by thy word we live ; 
The guilt of our iniquity 
Forgive, as we forgive. 

4 From dark temptation's power, 

From Satan's wiles, defend ; 



Deliver in the evil hour, 
And guide us to the end. 

5 Thine shall forever be 

Glory and power divine ; 
The scepter, throne, and majesty, 
Of heaven and earth, are thine,, 

6 Thus humbly taught to pray 

By thy beloved Son, 
Through him we come to thee, and say, 
' 'All for his sake be done. ' ' 

James Montgomery. 

763 s.m. 

1 To God your eA r ery want 

In instant prayer display : 
Pray always ; pray, and never faint ; 
Pray, without ceasing, pray. 

2 His mercy now implore ; 

And now show forth his praise; 
In shouts, or silent awe, adore 
His miracles of grace. 

3 Pour out your souls to God, 

And bow them with your knees ; 
And spread your hearts and hands abroad, 
And pray for Sion's peace. 

4 Your guides and brethren bear 

Forever on your mind ; 
Extend the arms of mighty prayer, 
In grasping all mankind. 

Charles Wesley. 



388 



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2 Long as our fien- trials last, 

Long as the cross we bear, 

O let our souls on thee be cast 

In never-ceasing prayer ! 

3 The Spirit of interceding grace 

Give us in faith to claim ; 
To wrestle till we see thy face, 
And know thy hidden name. 

4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 

Till thou thyself bestow, 



Be this the cry of every heart — 
I will not let thee go : — 

5 I will not let thee go unless 

Thou tell thy name to me, 
With all thy great salvation bless. 
And make me all like thee. 

6 Then let me, on the mountain-top, 

Behold thy open face ; 
Where faith in sight is swallowed up, 
And prayer in endless praise. 

Charles Wesley. 



765 



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Whisper within, thou Love divine, 
And cheer my drooping heart. 
4 Behold ! for me the Victim bleeds. 
His wounds are open wide ; 
For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
And speaks me justified. 

Charles Wesley. 



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PRAYER 

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draw ; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
Gives exercise to faith and love ; 
Brings every blessing from above. 

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; 
Prayer makes the Christian ' s armor bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 

The weakest saint upon his knees. 

4 Have you no words? Ah! think again : 
Words flow apace when you complain, 
And fill your fellow- creature's ear 
With the sad tale of all your care. 

5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
To Heaven in supplication sent, 

Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, 
' ' Hear what the Lord has done for me. ' ' 

William Cowper. 

767 l.m. 

1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat : 

'Tis found beneath the mercy-seat. 

2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads ; 

A place than all besides more sweet : 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend : 



Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-seat. 

4 Ah ! whither could we flee for aid, 
When tempted , desolate, dismayed ; 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat, 
Had suff 'ring saints no mercy-seat? 

5 There, there on eagle wings we soar, 
And sin and sense molest no more ; 
And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 

Hugh Stoivell. 

768 l. m. 

1 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, 
There they behold thy mercy-seat; 
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, 
And every place is hallowed ground. 

2 For thou, within no walls confined, 
Inhabitest the humble mind; 

Such ever bring thee where they come, 
And, going, take thee to their home. 

3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few, 
Thy former mercies here renew ; 
Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim 
The sweetness of thy saving name. 

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer 
To strengthen faith and sweeten care: 
To teach our faint desires to rise, 

And bring all heaven before our eyes. 

William Cowper. 



390 



769 



PRAYER. 

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The falling of a tear, 
The upward glancing of an eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech 

That infant lips can try ; 
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach 
The Majesty on high. 

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 

The Christian's native air ; 
His watch-word at the gates of death ; 
He enters heaven with prayer. 

5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 

Returning from his ways. 
While angels in their songs rejoice, 
And cry, "Behold, he prays!" 

6 O Thou, by whom we come to God, 

The Life, the Truth, the Way ! 
The path of prayer thyself hast trod : 
Lord, teach us how to pray. 

James Montgomery. 

770 c. m. 

1 For xt a in of life, to all below 

Let thy salvation roll ; 
Water, replenish, and o'erflow, 
Every believing soul. 

2 Into that happy number, Lord, 

Us weary sinners take : 
Jesus, fulfill thy gracious word, 
For thine own mercy's sake. 

3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide 

And we shall flow to thee, 



While down the stream of time we glide 
To our eternity. 

4 The well of life to us thou art, 

Of joy the swelling flood ; 
Wafted by thee, with willing heart, 
We swift return to God. 

5 We soon shall rea-jh the boundless sea, 

Into thy fullness fall ; 
Be lost and swallowed up in thee, 
Our God, our all in all. 

Charles Wesley. 

771 c. m 

1 BEING of beings, God of love, 

To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
And gladly sing thy praise. 

2 Thine, wholly thine, Ave pant to be, 

Our sacrifice receive : 
Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, 
To thee ourselves we give. 

3 Heavenward our every wish aspires, 

For all thy mercy's store ; 
The sole return thy love requires 
Is, that we ask for more. 

4 For more we ask ; we open then 

Our hearts t' embrace thy will : 
Turn, and beget us. Lord, again ; 
With all thy fullness fill. 

5 Come. Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 

Shed in our hearts abroad ; 

So shall we ever live and move, 

And be, with Christ in God. 

Charles Weslry. 



391 



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And I am thine by sacred ties, 

Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 

3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands, 

For thee I long, to thee I look, 
As travelers in thirsty lands 

Pant for the cooling water brook. 



4 E'en life itself, without thy love, 

No lasting pleasure can afford ; 
Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove, 
If I were banished from thee, Lord ! 

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, 

While I have breath to pray or praise : 
This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
And spend the remnant of my days. 

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And to the suff'rer sends relief. 

4 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, 
Let us make all our sorrows known ; 
And ask the aids of heavenly power. 
To help us in the evil hour ! 
392 Michael Bruce. 



PRAYER. 



774 Tune-" Uxbridge." L. M. 
1 Prayer is appointed to convey 

The blessings God designs to give : 
Long as they live should Christians pray; 

They learn to pray when first they live. 



2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress ; 
If cares distract, or fears dismay; 
If guilt deject, if sin distress ; 

In every case, still watch and pray 



3 'Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak: 

Though thought be broken, language 
lame. 
Pray, if thou canst or canst not speak ; 
But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 

4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ; 

Make all thy wants aud wishes known: 
Fear not ; his merits must prevail : 
Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 

Joseph Hart. 



775 



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Charles Wesley. 

776 c. m. 

1 O blessed, blessed sounds of grace, 

Still echoing in my ear ! 
Glad is the hour, and loved the place — 
But whence ray sudden fear? 

2 What if a sternly righteous doom 

Have sealed this call my last ? 
Before me sickness — death — a tomb ; 
Behind, th' unpardoned past. 

3 My Sabbath suns may all have set, 

My Sabbath scenes be o'er; 



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The place, at least, where we are met, 
May know my steps no more. 

The prophet of the cross may ne'er 

Again preach peace to me . 
The voice of interceding prayer 

A farewell voice may be. 

But. Saviour, canst thou say, "Farewell?" 

Or. Holy Spirit, thou ? 
Or must I leave thy house for hell? 

save me. save me now ! 

"While yet the life-proclaiming word 
Doth through my conscience thrill, 
Breathe life; and lo ! divinely stirred, 

1 can repent, I will. 

William Maclardie Bunting. 



777 



PRAYER. 

LABAN. S. M. 



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On thee, almighty to create, 
Almighty to renew. 

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The baits of pleasing ill ; 

4 A soul inured to pain, 

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5 I want a godly fear, 

A quick-discerning eye, 
That looks to thee when sin is near,. 
And sees the tempter fly ; 

6 A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care, 
Forever standing on its guard, 
And watching unto prayer. 

Charles Wesley. 



778 



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Rule in all our hearts alone ; 

By thine all-sufficient merit, 
Raise us to thy glorious throne. 

Charles Wesley. 



PRATER. 

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There is no secret sigh we breathe 
But meets thine ear divine ; 

And every cross grows light beneath 
The shadow, Lord, of thine. 

Life's ills without, sin's strife within. 

The heart would overflow. 
But for that love which died for sin, 

That love which wept with woe. 

Jane Crewdson. 



781 c. m. 

1 Our Father, God, who art in heaven, 
All hallowed be thy name ; 

Thy kingdom come ; thy will be done 
In heaven and earth the same. 

2 Give us this day our daily bread ; 
And as we those forgive 

Who sin against us, so may we 
Forgiving grace receive. 

3 Into temptation lead us not ; 
From evil set us free ; 

And thine the kingdom, thine the power 
And glory, ever be. 

395 Adoniram Judson. 



PRAYER. 

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For his grace and power are such, 
None can ever ask too much. 

3 With my burden I begin : 
Lord, remove this load of sin ! 
Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
Set my conscience free from guilt. 

4 Lord, I come to thee for rest ; 
Take possession of my breast : 

There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
And without a rival reign. 

John Newton. 

783 7S . 

1 Lord, I cannot let thee go, 
Till a blessing thou bestow : 
Do not turn away thy face, 
Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 

2 Dost thou ask me who I am ? 

Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name; 
Yet the question gives a plea 
To support my suit with thee. 

3 Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
In rebellion blindly bold, 
Scorn thy grace, thy power defy : 
That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 

4 Once a sinner, near despair, 
Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; 
Mercy heard, and set him free : 
Lord, that mercy came to me. 



5 Many days have passed since then, 
Many changes I have seen ; 

Yet have been upheld till now ! 
Who could hold me up but thou? 

6 Thou hast helped in every need ; 
This emboldens me to plead : 
After so much mercy past, 
Canst thou let me sink at last ? 

7 No ; I must maintain my hold : 
'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; 
I can no denial take, 

When I plead for Jesus' sake. 

John Newton. 

784 

1 They who seek the throne of grace, 
Find that throne in every place ; 

If we live a life of prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

2 In our sickness or our health, 
In our want or in our wealth, 
If we look to God in prayer, 
God is present everywhere. 

3 When our earthly comforts fail, 
When the foes of life prevail, 
'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; 
God is present everywhere. 

4 Then, my soul, in every strait 
To thy Father come and wait ; 
He will answer every prayer ; 
God is present everywhere. 



Oliver Holden . Alt. 



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PRAYER. 

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Scatter all our guilty gloom : 
Son of God. appear ! appear ! 
To thy human temples come. 

3 Come in this accepted hour : 

Bring thy heavenly kingdom in 



Fill us with thy glorious power, 
Rooting out the seeds of sin. 
4 Nothing more can we require, 
We will covet nothing less : 

Be thou all our hearts' desire. 
All our joy, and all our peace. 

Charles Wesley. 



786 



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To me, to all restore : 
Forgive, and after God renew, 

And keep us evermore. 
Eternal Sun of righteousness, 

Display thy beams divine, 
And cause the glories of thy face 

L'pon my heart to shine. 
Light, in thy light, O may I see, 

Thy grace and mercy prove ! 



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Revived, and cheered, and blessed by thee, 
The God of pard'ning love. 

5 Lift up thy countenance serene, 

And let thy happy child 
Behold, without a cloud between, 
The Godhead reconciled. 

6 That all-comprising peace bestow 

On me, through grace forgiven: 
The joys of holiness below, 
And then the joys of heaven ! 

1 Charles Wesley. 



787 



PRAYER. 

EARTIMEUS. 8s, 7s. 



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Every plant should droop and die. 

3 Surely once thy garden flourished, 

Every plant looked gay and green 



Then thy word our spirits nourished- 
Happy seasons we have seen. 

4 But a drought has since succeeded, 
And a sad decline we see : 
Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
Help can only come from thee. 

John Newton. 



788 



DUREB. S.M. 




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3 At evening shut thy door, 

Round the home altar pray ; 



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With prayer thus close the day. 

4 And when night veils our eyes, 

O it is sweet to say, 
' ' I sleep, but my heart waketh, Lord, 
With thee to watch and pray." 

James Montgomet v. 



789 



PRAYER. 

SWEET HOUR. L. M. D. 



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I'll cast on him my every care, 
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399 



Sweet hour of pra y er, sweet hour of prayer. 
May I thy consolation share, 
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
I view my home, and take my flight : 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise. 
To seize the everlasting prize ; 
And shout, while passing through the air 
; Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of praver!" 

William W. WalforeU 



PRAYER. 

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"When, on the wings of prayer upborne, 
The world I leave. 

3 Then is my strength by thee renewed ; 

Then are my sins by thee forgiven ; 
Then dost thou cheer my solitude 
With hopes of heaven. 

4 No words can tell what sweet relief 

Here for my every want I find ; 



"What strength for warfare, balm for grief„ 
What peace of mind. 

5 Hushed is each doubt, gone every fear ; 

My spirit seems in heaven to stay ; 
And e'en the penitential tear 
Is wiped away. 

6 Lord, till I reach that blissful shore,, 

No privilege so dear shall be, 
As thus my inmost soul to pour 
In prayer to thee. 

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^J High praise to the eternal King. 

2 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept. 

And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
.T Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 

I may of endless life partake. 

V. 4 Direct, control, suggest this day, 
All I design, or do, or say, 
That all my powers, with all their might, 
». In thy sole glory may unite. 

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
y Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

Thomas Ken. 

792 l. m. 

1 New every morning is the love 
Our wak'ning and uprising prove ; 

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Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 
Restored to life, and power, and thought. 

New mercies, each returning day, 
Hover around us while we pray; 
New perils past, new sins forgiven, 
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 

If on our daily course our mind 
Be set to hallow all we find, 
New treasures still of countless price 
God will provide for sacrifice. 

The trivial round, the common task, 
Will furnish all we ought to ask, — 
Room to deny ourselves, a road 
To bring us daily nearer God. 

Only, O Lord, in thy dear love 
Fit us for perfect rest above ; 
And help us this, and every day, 
To live more nearly as we pray. 

John Keble.. 



793 



THE FAMILY. 

WARWICK CM. 



SAMUEL STANLEY. 




Up to the hills where Christ is gone, 

To plead for all his saints, 
Presenting at his Father's throne 

Our songs and our complaints. 
Thou art a God hefore whose sight 

The wicked shall not stand ; 
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 



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But to thy house will I resort, 

To taste thy mercies there ; 
I will frequent thy holy court, 

And worship in thy fear. 
5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet 

In ways of righteousness ; 
Make every path of duty straight 

And plain before rny face. 

Isaac Watts. 
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2 O let thy orient beams 

The night of sin disperse, 

The mists of error and of vice 

Which shade the universe ! 

3 How beauteous nature now ! 

How dark and sad before ! 
With joy we view the pleasing change, 
And nature's God adore. 

4 O may no gloomy crime 

Pollute the rising day ; 



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Or Jesus' blood, like ev'ning devr, 
Wash all its stains away ! 

5 May we this life improve, 

To mourn for errors past ; 
And live this short revolving day 
As if it were our last. 

6 To God, the Father, Son, 

And Spirit — One in Three— - 
Be glory ; as it was, is now, 
And shall forever be. 

John Wesley. 



THE FAMILY. 



M. 



79o Tunb— "Gavin." S. 

1 See how the morning sun 

Pursues his shining way, 
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
With every bright r ning ray. 

2 Thus would my rising soul 

Its heavenly Parent sing ; 
And to its great Original 
The humble tribute bring. 



3 Serene I laid me down, 

Beneath his guardian care ; 
I slept, and I awoke, and found 
My kind Preserver near ! 

4 My life I would anew 

Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 
And in thy service I would spend 
A long eternity. 

Elizabeth Seott. 



96 



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2 Night unto night his name repeats, 

The day renews the sound — 
Wide as the heavens on which he sits, 
To turn the seasons round. 

3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; 

My tongue shall speak his praise : 
My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
But yet his wrath delays. 

4 O God, let all my hours be thine, 

While I enjoy the light ! 
Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
And bring a pleasant night. 

Isaac Watts. 

797 cm. 

1 Giver and guardian of my sleep, 

To praise thy name I wake : 
Still, Lord, thy helpless servant keep, 
For thine own mercy's sake. 

2 The blessing of another day 

I thankfully receive : 
O may I only thee obey. 
And to thy glory live ! 

3 Upon me lay thy mighty hand, 

My words and thoughts restrain ; 



Bow my whole soul to thy command, 

Xor let my faith be vain. 
4 Pris'ner of hope, I wait the hour 

Which shall salvation bring ; 
When all I am shall own thy power. 

And call my Jesus King. 

Charles Wesley. 

798 cm. 

1 Awake, my soul, to meet the day; 

Unfold thy drowsy eyes, 
And burst the pond'rous chain that loads 
Thine active faculties. 

2 God's guardian shield was round me spread 

In my defenseless sleep : 
Let him have all my waking hours 
Who doth my slumbers keep. 

3 Pardon, O God, my former sloth, 

And arm my soul with grace ; 
As rising now, I seal my vows 
To prosecute thy ways. 

4 Bright Sun of righteousness, arise ; 

Thy radiant beams display, 
And guide my dark, bewildered soul 
To everlasting day. 

Philip Doddridge. 



799 



THE FAMILY. 

ELI2ABETHT0WN. CM. 
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Around our vessel roar, 
And heavy grows the pilot's heart, 
To view the rocky shore ! 

3 The cross our Master bore for us, 

For him we fain would bear ; 



But mortal strength to weakness turns^ 
And courage to despair. 

4 Then, mercy on our failings, Lord ! 
Our sinking faith renew ! 
And when thy sorrows visit us, 
O send thy patience too ! 

Reginald Heber. 



800 



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L. M. 



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That with the world, myself, and thee 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

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The grave as little as my bed ; 
Teach me to die, that so I may 
Rise glorious at the awful day. 



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Sleep, that may me more vig'rous make, 
To serve my God, when I awake. 



5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow» 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

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ST. NICOLAI. 7s. 3D. 
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Songs in the night season give : 
Let me sleep to thee, and wake ; 

Let me die to thee, and live. 

Charles Wesley. 



802 



ST. SYLVESTER. 8s, 7s. 



JOHX B. DYKES. 




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Thou art he who, never weary, 
Watchest where thy people be. 

Should swift death this night o'ertake ua^ 
And our couch become our tomb, 

May the morn in heaven awake us, 
Clad in light, and deathless bloom. 

James Edmeston. 



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Of what is here possessed. 

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Secure from all our fears : 



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Till morning light appears. 

4 And w T hen our days are past, 
And we from time remove, 
O may we in thy bosom rest, 
The bosom of thy love ! 

John Leland. 



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2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I perhaps am near my home ; 
But he forgives my follies past, 

And gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep, 

Peace is the pillow for my head ; 



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Their watchful stations round my bed. 

4 Thus when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 

And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 

With sweet salvation in the sound. 



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THE FAMILY. 



80d Tune— " Bowring." L. M. 

1 How do thy mercies close me round ! 

Forever be thy name adored : 
I blush in all things to abound ; 
The servant is above his Lord ! 

2 Inured to poverty and pain, 

A suff 'ring life my Master led: 
The Son of God, the Son of man, 
He had not where to lay his head. 

3 But, lo ! a place he hath prepared 

For me, whom watchful angels keep ; 
Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; 
He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 

i Jesus protects ; my fears, begone ! 
What can the Rock of ages move? 



Safe in thy arms I lay me down, 
Thine everlasting arms of love! 

Charles Wesley, 

806 Tine— " Bowring." L. M. 

1 My God, how endless is thy love ! 

Thy gifts are every ev'ning new ; 
And morning mercies from above 
Gently distill like early dew. 

2 Thou spread' st the curtains of the night, 

Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
Thy sovereign word restores the light. 
And quickens all my drowsy powers. 

3 I yield myself to thy command ; 

To thee devote my nights and days : 
Perpetual blessings from thy hand 
Demand perpetual songs of praise. 

Isaac Watts. 



807 



GEER. CM. 



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Hi3 care was on our weakness shown, 
His mercies multiplied. 

3 Minutes and mercies multiplied, 

Have made up all this day; 
Minutes r ame quick, but mercies were 
More fleet and free than they. 

4 New time, new favors, and new joys, 

Do a new song require : 
Till we shall praise thee as we would, 
Accept our hearts' desire. 

John Mason. 

808 c. m. 

I Thou, Lord, hast blessed my going oat, 
O bless my coming in ! 



407 



Compass my weakness round about, 
And keep me safe froni sin. 

2 Still hide me in thy secret place, 

Thy tabernacle spread ; 
Shelter me with preserving grace, 
And screen my naked head. 

3 To thee for refuge may I run. 

From sin's alluring snare : 
Eeady its first approach to shun, 
And watching unto prayer, 

4 O that I never, never more 

Might from thy ways depart ! 
Here let me give my wand'rings o'er, 
By giving thee my heart! 

Charles Wesley. 



809 



THE FAMILY. 

ALETTA. 7s. 



WILLIAM B. BRADBURY 



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Pardon each infirmity, 
Open fault, and secret sin. 



3 Soon from us the light of day 
Shall forever pass away ; 
Then, from sin and sorrow free, 
Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. 

George W. Doane. 



810 



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Thy hand was still my guard ; 
And still to drive my wants away 
Thy mercy stood prepared. 



3 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, 
I lay me down to rest ; 



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As in th' embraces of my God, 
Or on my Saviour's breast. 

Isaac Watts. 
Doxology. 
Now let the Father, and the Son, 

And Spirit, be adored ; 
Where there are works to make him 
Or saints to love the Lord. f known, 



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THE FAMILY. 

LAST BEAM. P. K 






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Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all : 
Feeble and fainting we trust in thy might ; 
In doubting and darkness thy love be our light ; 
Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns, 
Wake in thy arms when morning returns. 
Father, have mercy, &c. 

Author Unknown. 

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And bless the nuptial bands. 

3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, 

Of all rich dowries best ; 



Their substance bless, and peace bestow. 
To sweeten all the rest. 

4 In purest love their souls unite, 
That they, with Christian care, 
May make domestic burdens light, 
By taking mutual share. 

John Berridge. 



813 

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WILLIAM ARNOLD. 



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God recalls the precious loan, 
God hath taken him away, 

From my bosom to his own : 
Surely what he wills is best ! 
Happy in his will, I rest. 



3 Faith cries out, ii is the Lord ! 
Let him do as seems him good *. 
Be thy holy name adored, 

Take the gift awhile bestowed ; 
Take the child no longer mine, 
Thine he is, forever thine. 

Charles Wesley. 



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Smile upon this little one ; 
Let thy Spirit be its guide. 
Let its wants be well supplied ; 
Cleanse it by thy precious blood, 
Fit it for thy high abode. 

Author Unknown. 

815 7 s. 6i. 

1 Wherefore should I make my moan, 
Now the darling child is dead? 

He to early rest is gone, 
He to paradise is fled : 

I shall go to him, but he 

Never shall return to me. 



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THE FAMILY. 

ESHTEMOA. 7s. 



TIMOTHY B.MASON. 







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Altogether like our Lord. 

3 Let us for each other care, 
Each the other's burden bear ; 
To thy Church the pattern give, 
Show how true believers live. 



4 Free from anger and from pride, 
Let us thus in God abide ; 

All the depths of love express, 
All the heights of holiness. 

5 Let us, then, with joy remove 
To the family above ; 

On the wings of angels fly, 
Show how true believers die. 

Charles Wesley. 



817 



GERAE. S.M. 



LOWELL MASON. 

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3 Thus on the heavenly hills 
The saints are blest above, 
Where joy, like morning dew, distills, 
And all the air is love. 

Isaac Watts. 



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Thy ruling hand I see ! 
Each hlessing to my soul most dear, 

Because conferred hy thee. 
In every joy that crowns my days, 

In every pain I hear, 
My heart shall find delight in praise, 

Or seek relief in prayer. 

3 When gladness wings the favored hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, 

My soul shall meet thy will. 
My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gath'ring storm shall see ; 



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My steadfast heart shall know no fear — 
That heart will rest on thee. 

Helen Maria Williams. 



819 C. M. D. 

1 Far from the world, O Lord, 1 flee, 

From strife and tumult far; 
From scenes where Satan wages still 

His most successful war. 
The calm retreat, the silent shade, 

With prayer and praise agree ; 
And seem hy thy sweet hounty made 

For those who follow thee. 

William Cowper. 



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Where none but God can hear. 

3 I love to think on mercies past, 

And future good implore ; 
And all my cares and sorrows cast 
On him. whom I adore. 



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4 I love by faith to take a view 

Of brighter scenes in heaven : 
The prospect doth my strength renew, 
While here by tempests driven. 

5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 

May its departing ray 
Be calm as this impressive hour, 
And lead to endless day. 

Phabe Hinsdale Brown. 
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You hallelujahs sing on high ; 
You, joyful, hymn the Ever-blest, 
Before the throne, and never rest. 
I with your choir celestial join, 
In off 'ring up a hymn divine ; 
With you in heaven I hope to dwell, 
And bid the night and w r orld farewell. 



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Lord, lest the tempter me surprise, 
Watch over thine own sacrifice : 
All loose, all idle thoughts cast out, 
And make my very dreams devout. 
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! 

Thomas Ken. 



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THE CLOSET. 

HURSLEY. L. M. 



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2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My wearied eyelids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest 
Forever on my Saviour's breast. 

3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
For without thee I cannot live ; 
Abide with me when night is nigh, 
For without thee I dare not die. 

4 If some poor wandering child of thine 
Have spurned, to-day, the voice divine, 
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin ; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 

5 Watch by the sick : enrich the poor 
With blessings from thy bounteous store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-night, 

Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 

6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 
Ere through the world our way we take ; 
Till in the ocean of thy love, 

We lose ourselves in heaven above. 

John Keble. 
823 L.M. 

1 O God, my God, my all thou art ! 

Ere shines the dawn of rising day, 

Thy sovereign light within my heart, 

Thy all-enliv'ning power display. 

2 For thee my thirsty soul doth pant, 

While in this desert land I live ; 
And hungry as I am, and faint, 
Thy love alone can comfort give. 



More dear than life itself, thy love 

Mv heart and tongue shall still employ, 

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And to declare thy praise will prove 
My peace, my glory, and my joy. 

4 In blessing thee with grateful songs, 
My happy life shall glide away; 
The praise that to thy name belongs, 
Hourly with lifted hands, I'll pay. 

From the Spanish. Tr. by John Wesley. 

824 L . m. 

1 O Thou great God, whose piercing eye 

Distinctly marks each deep recess, 
In these sequestered hours draw nigh, 
And with thy presence fill the place. 

2 Through all the mazes of my heart, 

My search let heavenly wisdom guide, 
And still its radiant beams impart, 
Till all be searched and purified. 

3 Then with the visits of thy love, 

Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer ; 
Till every grace shall join to prove 
That God has fixed his dwelling there : 

Philip Doddridge. 

825 l. m. 

1 Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go, 

My daily labor to pursue ; 
Thee, only thee, resolved to know 
In all I think, or speak, or do. 

2 Thee may I set at my right hand, 

Whose eyes my inmost substance see; 
And labor on at thy command, 
And offer all my works to thee. 

Charles JVesley. 



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2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 

To him who merits all my love! 
Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 
While to that sacred shrine I move. 

3 'Tis done : the great transaction's done ! 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine ; 
He drew me, and I followed on, 

Charmed to confess the voice divine. 



4 Now rest, my long-divided heart ; 

Fixed on this blissful center, rest : 
With ashes who would grudge to part, 
When called on angels' bread to feast? 

5 High Heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 

That vow renewed shall daily hear, 
Till in life's latest hour I bow, 

And bless in death a bond so dear. • 

Philip Doddridge. 



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2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day : 
Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
Change and decay in all around I see ; 

thou, who changest not, abide with me ! 

3 I need thy presence every passing hour ; 

What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? 
Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? 
Through cloud and sunshine. Lord, abide with me! 

4 I fear no foe. with thee at hand to bless ; 
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; 
Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? 

1 triumph still, if thou abide with me. 

5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; 

Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies ; 
Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ; 
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! 

Henry Francis Lyte. 

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3 Thine would I live, thine would I die, 
Be thine through all eternity ; 

The vow is past beyond repeal, 
Now will I set the solemn seal. 

4 Here at that cross where flows the blood 
That bought my guilty soul for God, 
Thee, my new Master, now I call, 

And consecrate to thee my all. 

5 Do thou assist a feeble worm 
The great engagement to perfcrm ; 
Thy grace can full assistance lend, 
And on that grace I dare depend. 

Samuel Davies. 

830 l. m. 

1 Angel of covenanted grace, 

Come, and thy healing power infuse ; 
Descend in thine own time, and bless, 
And give the means their hallowed use. 

2 Obedient to thy will alone, 

To thee in means I calmly fly ; 
My life, I know, is not my own, 
To God I live, to God I die. 

Z Thy holy will be ever mine : 

If thou on earth detain me still, 
I bow, and bless the grace divine, — 
I suffer all thy holy will. 



4 I come, if thou my strength restore, 

To serve thee with my strength renewed ; 
Grant me but this, I ask no more — 
To spend and to be spent for God. 

Charles Wesle.v. 

831 L. M. 

1 God of my life, through all my days, 
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise ; 
The song shall wake with op'ning light, 
And warble to the silent night. 

2 When anxious cares would break my rest, 
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, 
Thy tuneful praises raised on high 
Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 

3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
And all the powers of language fail, 
Joy through my swimming eyes shall 

break, 
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 

4 But O, when that last conflict's o'er, 
And I am chained to flesh no more, 
With what glad accents shall I rise 
To join the music of the skies ! 

5 Soon shall I learn th' exalted strains 
Which echo through the heavenly plains* 
And emulate, with joy unknown, 

The glowing seraphs round the throne, 

6 The cheerful tribute will I give 
Long as a deathless soul shall live : 
A work so sweet, a theme so high, 
Demands and crowns eternity. 

Philh Doddridge. 



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3 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

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Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 
That tastes those gifts with joy. 

4 Through every period of my life 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 



And after death, in distant worlds, 
The pleasing theme renew. 

5 When nature fails, and day and night 

Divide thy works no more, 
My ever grateful heart, O Lord, 
Thy mercies shall adore. 

6 Through all eternity to thee 

A grateful song I'll raise ; 
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To utter all thy praise. 

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And give back all to thee. 

4 Determined all thy will t' obey. 
Thy blessings I restore ; 
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O how soft when Christ is there ! 
Calm I lay my body down. 
Rise to an immortal crown. 

Charles Wesley. 



837 



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THATCHER, S. M. 



GEORGE. F. HANDKL. 




Control my every thought ; 

My whole of sin remove : 
Let all my works in thee be wrought. 

Let all be wrought in love. 

O arm me with the mind, 

Meek Lamb, that was in thee ! 

And let my knowing zeal be joined 
With perfect charity. 



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4 O may I love like thee ! 

In all thy footsteps tread ! 
Thou hatest all iniquity, 

But nothing thou hast made. 

5 O may I learn the art, 

With meekness to reprove ; 
To hate the sin with all my heart, 
But still the sinner love. 

Charles Wesley. 
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Thankful I take the cup from thee, 
Prepared and mingled by thy skill : 

Though bitter to the taste it be, 
Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 

Be thou, O Rock of ages, nigh ! [gone ; 
So shall each murm'ring thought be 



And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly 
As clouds before the midday sun. 

Speak to my warring passions, " Peace ! " 
Say to my trembling heart, ' ' Be still ! ' '' 

Thy power my strength and fortress is, 
For all things serve thy sovereign will 

Charles Wesley. 



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Already saved from low design, 

From every creature-love ! 
Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
My soul is lightened of its load, 

And seeks the things above. 

3 The things eternal I pursue ; 
A happiness beyond the view 

Of those that basely pant 
For things by nature felt and seen ; 
Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, 

I neither have nor want. 

4 No foot of land do I possess, 
No cottage in this wilderness : 

A poor wayfaring man, 
I lodge awhile in tents below ; 
Or gladly wander to and fro, 

Till I my Canaan gain. 



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A stranger, to the world unknown, 

I all their goods despise : 
I trample on their whole delight, 
And seek a city out of sight, 

A city in the skies. 

6 There is my house and portion fair : 
My treasure and my heart are there, 

And my abiding home ; 
For me my elder brethren stay, 
And angels beckon me away. 

And Jesus bids me come ! 

7 I come — thy servant. Lord, replies — 
I come to meet thee in the skies, 

And claim my heavenly rest ! 
Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; 
Now, my Saviour, Brother, Friend. 

Receive me to thy breast ! 

John Wesley. 



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To thy great Redeemer's breast — 
To his uttermost salvation, 
To his everlasting rest. 



For the joy he sets before thee, 

Bear a momentary pain ; 
Die, to live a life of glory ; 

Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 

Charles Wesley. 



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By what new and finer sense 
Shall she grasp the mighty vision, 

And receive its influence? 
Angels, guard the new immortal, 

Through the wonder-teeming space, 
To the everlasting portal, 

To the spirit's resting-place. 

3 Will she, then, with fond emotion, 

Aught of human love retain? 
Or, absorbed in pure devotion. 

Will no earthly trace remain? 
Can the grave those ties dissever, 

With the very heart-strings twined? 
Must she part, and part forever, 

With the friends she leaves behind ? 

4 Xo : the past she still remembers ; 

Faith and hope, surviving too, 
Ever watch those sleeping embers, 

Which must rise and live anew ; 
For the widowed, lonely spirit, 

Waiting to be clothed afresh, 
Longs perfection to inherit, 

And to triumph in the flesh. 

5 Angels, let the ransomed stranger 

In your tender care be blest ; 
Hoping, trusting, safe from danger, 
Till the trumpet end her rest — 



Till the trump which shakes creation, 
Through the circling heavensjshall roll, 

Till the day of consummation, 
Till the bridal of the soul. 



6 Can I trust a fellow-being? 

Can I trust an angel's care? 
O thou merciful All-seeing ! 

Beam around my spirit there. 
Jesus, blessSd Mediator ! 

Thou the airy path hast trod : 
Thou, the Judge, the Consummator ! 

Shepherd of the fold of God ! 



Blessed fold ! no foe can enter ; 

And no friend departeth thence ; 
Jesus is their sun, their center. 

And their shield, Omnipotence. 
Blessed ! for the Lamb shall feed them, 

All their tears shall wipe away ; 
To the living fountains lead them, 

Till fruition's perfect day. 



8 Lo ! it comes, that day of wonder ; 

Louder chorals shake the skies ; 
Hades' gates are burst asunder ; 

See ! the new-clothed myriads rise. 
Thought, repress thy weak endeavor ; 

Here must reason prostrate fall : 
O th' ineffable forever, 

And th' eternal All in all ! 

Joxiah Conder. 



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2 "Lord, thou hast here thy ninety and 

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Are they -not enough for thee?" 
But the Shepherd made answer: "This 
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Has wandered away from me ; 
And although the road he rough and steep, 
I go to the desert to find my sheep. ' ' 

3 But none of the ransomed ever knew 

How deep were the waters crossed ; 
Nor how dark was the night that the Lord 
passed through 

Ere he found his sheep that was lost. 
Out in the desert he heard its cry — 
Sick and helpless, and ready to die. 



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' ' Lord, whence are those blood-drops all 

the way 
That mark out the mountain's track? ' 
4 ' They were shed for one who had gone 

astray 
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back." 
"Lord, whence are thy hands so rent and 

torn?" 
"They are pierced to-night by many a 

thorn." 

But all thro' the mountains, thunder-riven, 
And up from the rocky steep, 

There rose a cry to the gate of heaven, 
"Rejoice ! I have found my sheep ! " 

And the angels echoed around the throne, 

' ' Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own !' ' 

Elizabeth C. Clepkaiu. 



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2 The Master is calling thee, brother, 

In tones of compassion and love, 
To feel that sweet rapture of pardon, 

And lay up thy treasure above : 
O kneel at the cross where he suffered, 

To ransom thy soul from the grave ; 
The arm of his mercy will hold thee, 

The arm that is mighty to save. 



3 The summer is waning, my brother, 

Repent, ere the season is past : 
God's goodness to thee is extended, 

As long as the day -beam shall last ; 
Then slight not the warning repeated 

With all the bright moments that roll. 
Nor say, when the harvest is ended, 

That no one hath cared for thy soul. 

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"Come, O come tome!" 
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Come and rest in me." 
Words with love o'erflowiug, 
Life and bliss bestowing. 



3 Weary, sin-sick soul, called so graciously, 

Canst thou dare refuse ? 
Mercy offered thee, freely, tenderly, 

Wi'lt thou still abuse? 
Come, for time is flying, 
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2 I am lowest of those who would love him ; 
I am weakest of those who would pray ; 
But I come to him as he has bidden, 
Aud I know he'll not say me nay. 

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And my sins he will wash all away ; 



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4 The mistakes of my life have been many, 
And my spirit is weary with sin ; 
Though 1 scarcely can see for my weeping, 
Yet the Saviour will let me in. 

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3 His oath, his covenant, and blood, 
Support me in the whelming flood • 
When all around my soul gives way, 
He then is all my hope and stay : 
On Christ, the solid rock. I stand ; 
All other ground is sinking sand. 

Edward Mote. 



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2 Pass me not, O gracious Father, 
Sinful though my heart may be ; 
Thou might' st leave me, but the rather 
Let thy mercy fall on me, 
Even me. 



3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour, 

Let me love and cling to thee ; 
I am longing for thy favor : 

Whilst thou'rt calling, O call me, 
Even me. 

4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit, 

Thou canst make the blind to see 



Witnesser of Jesus' merit, 

Speak the word of power to me, 
Even me. 

Love of God, so pure and changeless ; 

Blood of Christ, so rich and free ; 
Grace of God, so strong and boundless ; - 

Magnify them all in me, 
Even me. 

Pass me not, thy lost one bringing, 
Bind my heart, O Lord, to thee ; 

While the streams of life are springing, 
Blessing others, O bless me, 
Even me. 

Elizabeth Codner. 



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Most Holy One ; 
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Thou blessed Son. 

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Heal my wounded, broken spirit, 
Save me by thy grace. 

4 Thou the spring of all my comfort. 
More than life to me ; 
Whom have I on earth beside thee? 
Whom in heaven but thee ? 

Fanny J. Crosby. 



853 



SUPPLEMENT. 

THE GATE AJAR FOR ME. 



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Accept the cross, and win the crown, 
Love's everlasting token. 

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The Father sought his child ; 
He followed me o'er vale and hill, 

O'er deserts, waste and wild : 
He found me nigh to death, 

Famished, and faint, and lone ; 
He bound me with the bands of love, 

He saved the wandering one. 

3 Jesus my Shepherd is ; 

'Twas he that loved my soul, 
'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 

'Twas he that made me whole ; 
'Twas he that sought the lost, 

That found the wand'ring sheep ; 
'Twas he that brought me to the fold ; 

'Tis he that still doth keep. 

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I love to be controlled ; 
I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 
I love the peaceful fold : 



No more a wayward child, 

I seek no more to roam ; 
I love my heavenly Father's voice ; 

I love, I love his home. 

Horatius Bonar. 

855 s. m. d. 

1 ' ' All things are ready, ' ' come, 
Come to the supper spread ; 

Come, rich and poor, come,old and young, 

Come, and be richly fed. 
' ' All things are ready, ' ' come, 

The invitation's given, 
Through him who now in glory sits 

At God's right hand in heaven. 

2 ' ' All things are ready, ' ' come, 
The door is open wide ; 

O feast upon the love of God, 
For Christ, his Son, has died. 

"All things are ready," come, 
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This hour to welcome thee. 

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2 Next door to death he found me, 

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To tell to all around me 
His wondrous power to save. 

3 The worst of all diseases 

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On every part it seizes, 
But rages most within. 

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5 A dying, risen Jesus, 
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'Tis only look and live. 
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2 Lord Jesus, look down from thy throne in the skies, 
And help me to make a complete sacrifice ; 

I give up myself, and whatever I know : 

wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. 

3 Lord Jesus, for this I most humbly entreat ; 

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4 Lord Jesus, thou seest I patiently wait : 
Come now. and within me a new heart create ; 

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Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, 
Till spotless all, and pure. 

3 'Tis Jesus calls me on 

To perfect faith and love, 
To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, 
For earth and heaven above. 

4 'Tis Jesus who confirms, 

The blessed work within, 



By adding grace, to welcomed grace, 
Where reigned the power of sin. 

5 And he the witness gives 

To loyal hearts and free, 
That every promise is fulfilled, 
If faith but brings the plea. 

6 All hail ! atoning blood ! 

All hail ! redeeming grace ! 
All hail ! the gift of Christ, our Lord, 
Our strength and righteousness. 

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3 And then, in that dark, lonely hour, 

A voice whispered sweetly to me, 
Saying. Christ the Redeemer has power, 
To save a poor sinner like me. 

4 I listened, and lo ! 'twas the Saviour 

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I cried, I'm the chief of sinners. 

Thou canst save a poor sinner like me. 



5 I then fully trusted in Jesus, 

And O what a joy came to me ; 
My heart was filled with his praises, 
For saving a sinner like me. 



6 No longer in darkness I'm walking, 
For the light is now shining on me, 
And now T unto others I'm telling 
How he saved a poor sinner like me. 



7 And when life's journey is over, 
And I the dear Saviour shall see, 
I'll praise him forever and ever. 
For saving a sinner like me. 

Charles J. Butler. 



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SUPPLEMENT. 

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The depths of my sad heart are troubled ; 

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Torrents of sin and of anguish 

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Master, the terror is over, 

The elements sweetly rest ; 
Earth's sun in the calm lake is mirrored, 

And heaven's within my breast : 
Linger, O blessed Redeemer, 

Leave me alone no more ; 
And with joy I shall make the blest harbor, 

And rest on the blissful shore. 

Mary A. Baker. 



863 




SUPPLEMENT. 

JESUS IS MINE. 
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2 Tempt not my soul away, 

Jesus is mine ; 
Here would I ever stay, 

Jesus is mine ; 
Perishing things of clay, 
Born hut for one brief day, 
Pass from my heart away, 

Jesus is mine. 

3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 

Jesus is mine ; 
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4 Farewell, mortality, 

Jesus is mine ; 

Welcome, eternity, 

Jesus is mine ; 
Welcome, O loved and blest, 
Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, 
Welcome my Saviour's breast ; 
Jesus is mine. 

Jane Catherine Bonar. 




I AM COMING TO THE CROSS. 



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2 Long my heart has sighed for thee, 

Long has evil reigned within ; 
Jesus sweetly speaks to me, — 

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3 Here I give my all to thee. 

Friends, and time, and earthly store ; 
Soul and body thine to be. — 
Whollv thine for evermore. 



4 In thy promises I trust. 

Now I feel the blood applied, 
I am prostrate in the dust, 
I with Christ am crucified. 

5 Jesus comes ! he fills my soul ! 

Perfected in him I am ; 
I am every whit made whole : 
Glory, glory to the Lamb. 

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THE LORD WILL PROVIDE 

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It may not be thy time, 
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The sea shall divide : 
The pathway made glorious, 
"With shoutings victorious, 
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"The Lord will provide." 

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SUPPLEMENT. 

NEAR THE CROSS. 



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2 Near the cross, a trembling soul, 

Love and mercy found me ; 
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Help me walk from day to day, 
With its shadows o'er me. 

4 Near the cross I'll watch and wait, 
Hoping, trusting ever, 
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FOOT-STEPS OF JESUS. 



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Serving the Lord. 

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2 We praise thee, O God ! for thy Spirit of light, 
Who has shown us our Saviour, and scattered our night. 

3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was slain, 

Who has borne all our sins, and hath cleansed every stain. 

4 All glory and praise to the God of all grace, 

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What a change his word can make, 
Turning darkneas into day ! 

Ye who weep for Jesus' sake, 
He wall wipe your tears away. 

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May I enter, Lord, with thee. 

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Close to thee, close to thee, 
Then the gate of life eternal, 

May I enter, Lord, with thee, 

Fanny J. Croabf. 



873 



SUPPLEMENT. 

DRAW ME NEARER. 



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2 Consecrate me now to thy service, Lord, 

By the power of grace divine : 
Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope, 
And my will be lost in thine. 

3 O the pure delight of a single hour 

That before thy throne I spend, 
"When I kneel in prayer, and with thee, my God, 
I commune as friend with friend. 

4 There are depths of love that I can not know 

Till I cross the narrow sea ; 
/ There are heights of joy that I may not reach 
Till I rest in peace with thee. 

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3 Are we weak and heavy laden. 

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Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer ; 
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Thou wilt find a solace there. 

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3 I love to tell the story ! 

'Tis pleasant to repeat 
What seems, each tame I tell it, 

More wonderfully sweet. 
I love to tell the story ; 

For some have never heard 
The message of salvation 

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4 I love to tell the story ! 

For those who know it best 
Seem hungering and thirsting 

To hear it, like the rest. 
And when, in scenes of glory, 

I sing the new, new song, 
'Twill be— the old, old story 

That I have loved so long. 

Kate Hankey 



876 



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2 Take the name of Jesus ever, 

As a shield from every snare ; 
If temptations round you gather, 
Breathe that holy name in prayer. 

3 O the precious name of Jesus ! 

How it thrills our souls with joy, 



When his loving arms receive us, 
And his songs our tongues employ! 

4 At the name of Jesus bowing, 
Falling prostrate at his feet. 
King of kings in heaven we'll crown him, 
When our journey is complete. 

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2 Jesus, the Lord of life, hath spoken 

Peace to me, peace to me ; 
Now all my chains of sin are broken, 

I am free, I am free : 
Soon as I in his name believed, 
His pard'ning grace my soul received, 
And was from sin and death retrieved 

Mercy's free, mercy's free. 

3 This precious truth, ye sinners hear it, 

Mercy's free, mercy's free ; 

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Mercy's free, mercy's free : 



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Visit the heathen's dark abode, 
Proclaim to all the love of God, 
And spread the glorious news abroad, 
Mercy's free, mercy's free. 

4 Long as I live I'll still be crying, 
Mercy's free, mercy's free, 
And this shall be my theme when dying, 

Mercy's free, mercy's free. 
And when the vale of death I've passed, 
When lodged above the stormy blast, 
I'll sing, while endless ages last, 
Mercy's free, mercy's free. 

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2 Through this changing world below, 
Lead me gently, gently as I go ; 
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3 Let me love thee more and more, 
Till this fleeting, fleeting life is o'er ; 
Till my soul is lost in love, 
In a brighter, brighter world above. 

Fanny /■ Crosty 



879 



SUPPLEMENT. 

SWEET HOME. lis. 



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2 It is not for me to be seeking my bliss, 
And building my hopes in a region like this ; 
I look for a city which hands have not piled ; 
I pant for a country by sin un denied. 

3 The thorn and the thistle around me may grow, 
I would not recline upon roses below ; 

I ask not my portion, I seek not my rest, 
Till I find them forever on Jesus's breast. 

4 Afflictions may try me — they cannot destroy ; 
One vision of home turns them all into joy ; 
And the bitterest tears that flow from mine eyes 
But sweeten my hope of that home in the skies. 

5 Let trouble and danger my progress oppose, 

They can only make heaven more bright at the close; 
Come joy, or come sorrow, whate'er may befall, 
One moment in glory will make up for all. 

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THE SHINING SHORE. 



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Our distant home discerning ; 
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That perfect rest naught can molest, 

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And, if I hold out faithful, 

A crown of life he'll give ; 
And all his valiant soldiers 

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3 Through grace I am determined 

To conquer, though I die ; 
And then away to Jesus 
On wings of love I'll fly. 



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Farewell to sin and sorrow, 

I bid you all adieu : 
Then, O my friends, prove faithful, 

And on your way pursue. 

4 "Whene'er you meet with troubles 

And trials on your way, 
O cast your care on Jesus, 

And don't forget to pray : 
Gird on the heavenly armor 

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And when the combat's ended, 

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John LeLind. 




MISCELLANEOUS. 

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The conq'ror's palms our handsshall bear, 
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We're going to join the heavenly choir, 

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Richard Jukes. 



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MY AIN COUNTRIE. 



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The King in his beauty, in our ain countrie. 

My sins hae been mony. and my sorrows hae been sair. 

But there they'll never vex me, nor be remembered mair ; 

For his bluid hath made me white, and his hand shall dry mine e'e, 

When he brings me hame at last to my ain countrie. 

3 Like a bairn to its mither. a wee birdie to its nest, 

I wad fain be ganging noo unto my Saviour's breast, 

For he gathers in his bosom witless, worthless lambs like me, 

An' he carries them himsel', to his ain countrie. 

He's faithfu' that hath promised, he'll surely come again, 

He'll keep his tryst wi' me, at what hour 1 dinna ken ; 

But he bids me still to wait, an' ready aye to be, 

To gang at ony moment to my ain countrie. 

4 So I'm watching aye. and singing o'my hame as I wait. 
For the soun'ing o' his footfa' this side the gowden gate, 
God gie his grace to ilk ane wha listens noo to me. 
That we may a' gang in gladness to our ain countrie. 

I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles, 

For the lang'd for hame-bringing. an' my Father's welcome smiles; 

I'll ne'er be fu' content, until my een do 

The gowden gates of heaven, an' my ain countrie. 

Mary Lee Demarttt. 

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Then praise the Lord, I'm coming too, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

3 Part of my friends the prize have won, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
And I'm resolved to follow on, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan. 



4 Then come with me, beloved friend, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
The joys of heaven shall never end, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

5 Our songs of praise shall fill the skies, 

I am bound for the land of Canaan, 
While higher still our joys shall rise, 
I am bound for the land of Canaan. 

John Newland Maffit. 



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3 Only waiting, till the shadows 

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Then, from out the gathered darkness 

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"Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home." 
Sounds of sweet melody fall on the ear, 

Harps of the blessed, your voices we hear ; 
Eings with the harmony heaven's high dome, — 
"Joyfully, joyfully haste to your home." 

3 Death with his weapon may soon lay us low, 
Safe in our Saviour, we fear not the blow ; 
Jesus hath broken the bars of the tomb, 
Joyfully, joyfully will we go home : 

Bright will the morn of eternity dawn, 
Death shall be conquered, his scepter be gone ; 
Over the plains of blest Canaan we'll roam, 
Joyfully, joyfully, with Christ at home. 

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HOME OF THE SOUL. 



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Where Jesus of Nazareth stands ; 
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And he holdeth our crowns in his hands. 

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So free from all sorrow and pain. 
With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands 
To meet one another again ! 

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3 There the sunbeams are ever shining, 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

DELIVERANCE WILL COME. 



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4 I saw him in the evening, 

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He saw the golden city, 

His everlasting home, 
And shouted loud, "Hosanna, 

Deliverance will come ! " 

5 While gazing on that city, 

Just o'er that narrow flood, 
A baud of holy angels 

Came from the throne of God : 
They bore him on their pinions 

Safe o'er the dashing foam ; 
And joined him in his triumph, — 

Deliverance has come ! 

6 I heard the song of triumph 

They sang upon that shore, 
Saying. " Jesus has redeemed us 

To suffer nevermore. ' ' 
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On the race which he had run, 
He shouted loud, "Hosanna, 

Deliverance has come ! " 

John B. Matthias. 



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Rest forever with Christ over there ; 
There no sin ever enters, nor sorrow, 

The inhabitants never grow old ; 
But not half of the wonderful story 

To mortals has ever been told. 
I have read of white robes for the righteous. 

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I have read of a Christ so forgiving. 

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Peace and pardon for every transgression, 

If when asking they only believe. 
I have read how he'll guide and protect us> 

If for' safety we enter his fold : 
But not half of his goodness and mercy 

To mortals has ever been told. 

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3 Pain and sickness ne'er shall enter, 

Grief nor woe my lot shall share, 



But, in that celestial center, 
I a crown of life shall wear. 

4 Sing, O sing, ye heirs of glory. 

Shout your triumphs as you go ; 
Zion's gates will open for you, 

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In the bright eternal city 

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My Saviour is now over there. 
I'll soon be at home over there, . 

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Are watching and waiting for me. 

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I'll soon be at home over there. 

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By and by, yes. by and by : 
There's pain and Laboi on life's road. 
But soon 'twill lead thee to thy God. 

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And God shall wipe each tear-stained brow; 
The Lamb shall feed them from the throne, 
To living fountains lead his own. 

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The Lamb of God spreads wide the door; 
Ah, golden city, surely I 
Shall see thy glories by and by. 

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By and by, yes. by and by; 
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Shall see thy glories u by and by." 

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And there all who the palm- wreaths of victory wear! 

3 The trumpet ! the trumpet ! the dead have all heard : 
Lo, the depths of the stone-covered charnel are stirred ! 
From the sea. from the earth, from the south, from the north, 
All the vast generations of man are come forth ! 

4 The judgment ! the judgment ! the thrones are all set, 
Where the Lamb and the white-vested elders are met ! 
There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, 
And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. 

5 O mercy ! O mercy ! look down from above, 
Great Creator, on us, thy sad children, with love ! 
When beneath to their darkness the wicked are driven, 
May our justified souls find a welcome in heaven ! 

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I will make them like snow." 



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3 O that beautiful city, 

With its mansions of light, 
With its glorified beings, 

In pure garments of white ; 
Where no evil thing cometh, 

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2 Work, for the night is coming. 

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Rest comes sure and soon : 
Give every flying minute 

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Work, for the night is coming, 

When man works no more. 



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3 Work, for the night is coming, 

Under the sunset skies : 
While their hright tints are glowing, 

Work, for daylight flies : 
Work till the last beam fad«th, 

Fadeth to shine no more ; 
Work while the night is dark'ning, 

When man's work is o'er. 

Annie L. Walker. 

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Pass through this life as best they may, 
'Tis full of anxious care. 

3 Speak gently to the aged one, 

Grieve not the care-worn heart ; 
The sands of life are nearly run, 
Let them in peace depart. 

4 Speak gently to the erring ones : 

They must have toiled in vain ; 
Perchance unkindness made them so ; 
O win them back again ! 

5 Speak gently : 'tis a little thing. 

Dropped in the heart's deep well: 
The good, the joy. that it may bring, 
Eternity shall tell. 

G. W. Langford. 



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1 Think gently of the erring one : 

let us not forget, 
However darkly stained by sin, 
He is our brother yet ! 

2 Heir of the same inheritance, 

Child of the self-same God. 
He hath but stumbled in the path 
We have in weakness trod. 

3 Speak gently to the erring ones : 

We yet may lead them back, 
With holy words, and tones of love, 
From misery's thorny track. 

4 Forget not. brother, thou hast sinned, 

And sinful yet may'st be; 
Deal gently with the erring heart, 
A3 God hath dealt with thee. 

Miss Fletcher. 



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A blessing humbly claim, 
And blend with each petition, 

Thy great Redeemer's name. 

3 Or, if 'tis e'er denied thee 

In solitude to pray, 
Should holy thoughts come o'er thee, 
When friends are round thy way, 



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E'en then the silent breathing, 

Thy spirit lifts above, 
Will reach his throne in glory, 

Where dwells eternal love. 

4 O not a joy or blessing 

With this can we compare, 
The privilege thus given us 

To pour our souls in prayer : 
Then when thou pin'st in sadness, 

Before his footstool fall, 
And turn thee, in thy gladness, 

To him who gave thee all. 

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919 L. M. 

Praise God, from whom all blessings now ; 
Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
Praise him above, ye heavenly host ; 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

Thomas Ken. 



920 l. M. 

To God the Father, God the Son, 
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Be honor, praise, and glory given, 
By all on earth, and all in heaven. 

Isaac Watts. 



921 c. m. 

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Isaac Watts. 



922 c. m. 

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 

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923 s. m. 

Give to the Father praise, 
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Then we'll give thee nobler praise. 

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926 8s, 7s. D. 

May the grace of Christ our Saviour, 

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With the Holy Spirit's favor, 

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With each other in the Lord ; 
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Joys which earth cannot afford. 

john Newton. 

927 7s. 

Sing we to our God above, 
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Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

Charles Wesley. 

928 8s, 7s, & 4. 
Great Jehovah ! we adore thee, 

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God the Spirit, joined in glory 
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929 7s, 6s, & 8. 
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1 O come, let us sing nn- | to the | Lord ; || Let us heartily rejoice in the | strength 

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2 Let us come before his presence | with thanks- | giving ; || And show ourselves | glad 

in | him with | psalms. 

3 For the Lord is a | great — | God ; || And a great | King a- | bove all | gods. 

4 In his hands are all the corners | of the | earth ; || and the strength of the | hills is | 

his — | also. 

5 The sea is his | and he | made it ; || And his hands pre- | pared the | dry | land. 

6 O come, let us worship | and fall j down ; || And kneel be- | fore the | Lord our | 

Maker. 

7 For he is the | Lord our | God; || And we are the people of his pasture, and the | 

sheep of | his — | hand. 

8 O worship the Lord in the j beauty • • of | holiness ; || Let the whole earth | stand 

in | awe of I him. 
*9 For he cometh, for he cometh to | judge the | earth ; || And with righteousness to 
judge the world, and the | people | with his | truth. 

10 Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, || And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; 

11 As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, || World | without | end. 

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1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise God | in his | sanctuary : || Praise him in the | firma- 

ment | of his | power. 

2 Praise him for his | mighty | acts : || Praise him ac- | cording • * to his | excel -lent | 

greatness. 

3 Praise him with the | sound* 'of the | trumpet: || Praise him | with the | psaltery ■ ' 

and | harp. 

4 Praise him with the | timbrel ' ' and | dance : || Praise him with | stringed " ' in- 

stru- | ments and | organs. 

5 Praise him upon the | loud— | cymbals : || Praise him upon the | high— | sound- 

ing | cymbals. 

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Psalm lxvii. 

1 God be merciful unto | us, and | bless us ; || And show us the light of his countenance, 

and be | merci * ' ful | unto | us. 
'2 That thy way may be known | up ' ' on | earth ; || Thy saving | health a- | mong all | 

nations. 

3 Let the people praise thee, | O — | God. || Yea, let all the | people | praise — | thee. 

4 O let the nations rejoice | and be | glad ; || For thou shall judge the people right 

eously, and govern the | na • ' tions | upon | earth. 

5 Let the people praise thee, | O — | God ; || Yea, let all the | people | praise — | thee. 

6 Then shall the earth bring | forth her | increase ; || And God, even our own | God 

shall | give us * ' his | blessing. 

7 God shall | bless — | us ; || And all the ends of the | world shall | fear — | him. 

8 Glory be to the Father, and | to the | Son, || And | to the | Holy | Ghost ; || 

9 As is was in the beginning, is now, and | ever | shall be, || World | without [ end. 

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3 Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his | courts with | praise ; || be thank. 

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2 To him that made great lights ; || For his | mercy en- | dureth for- | ever. || The sun 

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evil : for thou art with me ; thy rod and thy staff they | comfort | me. 

4 Thou preparest a table before me, in the presence of mine j ene- | mies ; || thon 

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5 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the | days of my | life ; || and I will 

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floods. 

3 Who shall ascend into the \ hill, .of the | Lord? || Or who shall stand | in his | holy | 

place ? 

4 He that hath clean hands, and a | pure | heart ; || Who hath not lifted up his soul 

unto vanity, nor | sworn de- | ceitful- | ly. 

5 He shall receive the blessing | from the | Lord ; || And righteousness from the | God 

of | his sal- | vation. 

6 This is the generation of them that | seek — | him ; || That | seek thy | face, O | 

Jacob. 

7 Lift up your hands, O ye gates ; and be ye lifted up, ye ever- | lasting | doors ; |.| And 

the King of | glory | shall come | in. 

8 Who is this | King of | glory? || The Lord, strong and mighty, the Lord, | might- — | 

y in | battle. 

9 Lift up your heads, O ye gates, even lift them up, ye ever- | lasting | doors ; || And 

the King of | glory | shall come | in. 
10 Who is this | King of | glory? || The Lord of hosts, | he. .is the | King of | glory. 



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1 Come unto me, all ye that labor and are | heavy | laden, || and | I will | give you | 

rest. 

2 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me ; for I am meek and | lowly . . in | heart : (| 

and ye shall find | rest . . unto | your — | souls. 

3 For my yoke is easy, and my | burden . . is | light, || for my yoke is easy, | and my | 

burden . . is | light. 

4 And the Spirit and the Bride say, Come. And let him that | heareth . . say, | Come. || 

And let him that is athirst come ; and whosoever will, let him take the | waters . . 
of I life— I freely. | A- | men. 

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1 Lord, thou hast | been our | dwelling-place || in | all— | gener- | ations. 

2 Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth | and 

the | world, || even from everlasting to everlasting, | thou — | art — | God. 
-3 Thou turnest man | to de- | struction ; || and say est, Re- | turn, ye | children - - of | 

men. 
4 For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when | it is | past, || and | 

as a | watch . . in the | night. 
■6 Thou earnest them away as with a flood ; they are | as a- | sleep : || in the morning 

they are like | grass which | groweth | up. 

6 In the morning it flourish eth, and | groweth | up ; || in the evening it is cut | down 

and | wither- | eth. 

7 For we are consumed | by thine | anger, || and by thy | wrath — | are we | troubled- 

8 Thou hast set our iniquities be- | fore — | thee, || our secret sins in the | light of | 

thy — | countenance. 

9 For all our days are passed away | in thy | wrath ; || we spend our years | as a | 

tale . . that is | told. 

10 The days of our years are threescore | years and | ten ; || and if by reason of strength 

they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow ; for it is soor 
cut-off, | and we | fly a- | way. 

11 Who knoweth the power | of thine | anger? || even according to thy fear, | so — | 

is thy | wrath. 

12 So teach us to | number . . our | days, || that we may apply our | hearts — | unto | 

wisdom. 

13 Return, O | Lord, how | long? || and let it repent | thee con- | cerning. .thy | 

servants. 

14 O satisfy us early | with thy | mercy ; || that we may rejoice and be | glad — | all 

our | days. 

15 Make us glad according to the days wherein | thou . . hast af- | flicted us, || and the 

years wherein | we have | seen — | evil. 

16 Let thy work appear un- | to thy | servants, || and thy | glory un- | to their | 

children ; 

17 And let the beauty of the Lord our God | be up- | on us : || and establish thou the 

work of our hands upon us ; yea, the work of our | hands, es- | tablish thou | it. 



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fied how | long • . I | have . . to | live. 

2 Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a | span . . = | long : f| and mine age is 

even as nothing in respect of thee ; and verily every man living is | al-to- | geth- 
er | vanity. 

3 For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth him- | self. . in | vain : || he heap 

eth up riches, and cannot tell | who . . shall | gath-er | them. 

4 And now, Lord, | what is . . my | hope : || truly my | hope . . is | even . . in | thee. 

5 Deliver me from all | mine . . of- | fenses : || and make me not a re- | buke . . un- | to . - 

the foolish. 

6 When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume 

away, like as it were a moth | fretting . . a | garment : |j every man j there -fore | 
is but | vanity. » 

7 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and with thine ears con- | sider . . my | calling : || hold not 

thy | peace . . — | at . . my | tears ; 

8 For I am a | stranger . . with | thee : || and a sojourner as | all . . my | fathers | were. 

9 O spare me a little . . that I may re- | cover . . my | strength : |] before I go hence, | 

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The hurrying stream of | life may | run ; || 
Yet still our grateful hearts shall say, | 
"Thy will be | done." 

2 "Thy will be I done!" || If o'er us shine 

A gladdening and a | prosperous | sun, || 
This prayer will make it more divine — | 
"Thy will be | done!" 

3 "Thy will be | done !" || Though shrouded o'er 

Our | path with | gloom, 1 1 one comrort — one 
Is ours : — to breathe, while we adore, | 
"Thy will be | done." 

John Bowring. 
506 



ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



Abridge .. C. M 

Admah L. M. € 

Ahika S. M 

AlTHLONE C. P. M. 

A LETT A 7S 



PAGE 

95 

50,433 

150 

206 

. 60, 226, 408 

All Saints L. M 126, 365 

Alpheus 0. M 260 

Alvan 8s, 7s, & 4 64 

America 6s, 4s 371 

Amsterdam 7s, 6s. D. Pec. .54, 110, 231 

Angels' Song lis, 10s 320 

Antioch... C. M 36 

Ariel C. P. M 78, 184 

Arlington C. M....28, 80, 138, 225, 333 

Armenia C. M 389 

Asaph L. M 223 

Ashville C. M 214,41V) 

Ashwell L. M 112, 269 

Athens C. M. D 427 

Aurelia 7s, & 6s. D....: 492 

Autumn 8s, 7s. D 71, 247 

Avison !0s, lis 74 

Avon C. M 56, 177, 266 

Aylesbury S. M 245, 360 

Azmon C. M 8, 97, 156, 365 



Badea S. 

Balehma ; C. 

Barclay C. 

Bartimeus 8s, 

Bavaria... 8s, 

Bealoth S. 

Beaufort L. 

Believer C. 

Belmont C. 

Bemerton C. 

Benevento 7s. 

Bera L. 

Bethany 6s. 

Boardman C. 

Bond C. 

Bow en L. 

Bowring L. 

Boylston S. 

Brattle Street C. 

Brest 8s, 

Brown C. 

Burlington C. 

Butler C. 

Bvefield C. 

Byrd C. 



M 






192 


M 






.230, 285 


M 






211 


7s 






398 


7s. 
M 


D 

D 




.207, 351 
288 


i\r 


D 




279 


M 






84 


M.. 

M 


24, 


107, 


202, 3G0 
164 


D 






361 


M 






268 


i 4s 






.. 240 


M 






323 


M 






270 


AT 






414 


M.. 
M... 

M. 


'.'.". '.21 
D 


166 


406 

171, 215 
413 



7s, & 4. 

M 

M 

M. D... 

M 

M. D.. 



318 

.212, 383 
...15, 367 

387 

296 

209 



Caddo C. M 

Calm 8s & 4 

Cambridge C. M 

Cary 6s. Irreg.. 

Caton L. M 

Chariot lis & 12b... 

Chesterfield C. M 

Chimes C. M 



201 

.318, 400 
...42, 148 

306 

178 

488 

213 

134 



PAG» 

China C. M 312 

Christmas C. M 35, 238, 344 

Church Hill 8s, 7s. D 131 

Clarendon C. M 296, 389 

Cleansing Fountain C. M 62 

Colchester C. M 322. 

Come Let Us Anew lis, 5s 232 

Consolation lis, 10s 155 



Cookham 7s 

Corinth C. M.... 

Coronation C. M.... 

Coventry C. M.... 

Covert C. M.... 

Cowper C. M.... 

Creation L. H. 

Crichlow L. M... 

Culford 7s. D. 



233 

102. 

, 73 

216- 

, 49 

.119, 380 
2ft 

227 
...... 309 



Dallas 7s 

Darwall H. M 74, 

Daughter of Zion P. "M. 

Day of Wrath 7s. 6 1 

De Fleury 8s. D....192, 254, 314, 

Dedham C. M 223, 

Deliverance S. M 

Dennis S. M 63, 122, 224, 

Devotion L. M 102, 

Dijon 7s 

Dillon L. M. 6 1 

Disciple 8s, 7s. D 272, 

Ditson C. M 

Dix 7s. 6 1 224, 

Dogoett C. M 

Dort 6s, 4s 

Dover S. M 66, 102, 

Downs C. M 348, 

Duke Street L. M 23, 68, 218, 

Dulcimer lis, 8s 

Dundee C. M 

Durer S. M 

Dwight L. M 

Dyke 8s 



282 
126 
114 
301 
325 
410 
190 
382 
180 
187 
18ft 
424 
306 
411 
8 
344 
351 
393 
334 
191 
128 



Effingham L. M 

El Paran L. M 

Elizabethtown C. M 

Elmswood S. M. D. 

Eltham 7s. D 

Emmons C. M 

Endor 7s, 6s, 7, : 

Ennius 7s. D 

Ernan L. M 



220 

135 

.130, 203, 404 

262 

342, 375 

32S 

183 

341 

286- 



Eshtemoa 7s 412 

Essex 8s, 7s, or 7s 20, 364 

Evan C. M 72, 170 

Eve 7s 396 

Evening Hymn L. M 246 

Eventide 10s 417 

EwiNG 7s, Gs. D 330 



507 



ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



Fairfield , C. M 

FAITHFUL .G. M 

Farland.. '8s, 7s, & 4. 

Farnham C. M. D. 

Farnsworth L. M. 6 1. 

Federal Street L. M 

Ferguson S. M 

Fortress 8s, 7s, 6s... 

Frederick lis 

Fulton 7s 



PAGE 

147 

.151, 308 

66 

181 

261 

244, 303 
...... 242 

278 

327 

314 



LlSCHER H. M 

Litchfield L. M 

Lo! I Come 7s, Us, 7. 

Lou van L. M..... 

LOVING-KINDNESS L. M 



Ganges C. P. M 107, 300 

Gavin S. M 402 

•Geer C. M 84, 407 

Geneva C. M 419 

Gennesaret lis 281 

Gentleness C. M 277 

Geeab S. M 234, 266, 412 

Germany L. M 116 

Gertrude 6s, 5s. D 290 

Gethsemane 7s 178, 361 

Gilead.... L. M 12 

Give C. M 395 

Golden Hili S. M 165, 252, 317 

Gorton S. M 173, 196 

Goshen lis 51, 145 

Gratitude L. M 92, 252 

Greenville 8s, 7s. D.. 236, 264, 394, 424 

Greenwood S. M HO, 298 

Gregory C. P. M 243 

Guide 7s. D 103, 152 

Guion L. M. 61 27 

Habakkuk C. P. M 221 

Haddam H. M 18, 105 

Hague C. M 297 

Hamburg L. M 33, 194, 250 

Hanover Us, 10s 43 

Hanwell 8s, 7s, & 4 333 

Happy Day L. M 416 

Harmony Grove L. M : 353 

Harp C. M 287 

Harville C. M 408 

Harwell 8s, 7s. D 76, 111, 345 

Haverhill S. M 322 

Hayes L. M , 154 

Heber C. M 48, 150, 228 

Hebron L. M 23, J- 6, 265, 370 

Hendon 7s 10, 70, 185, 338 

Henry C. M 28, 72 

Herald Angels 7s. D 38 

Hoge L. M 32:5 

Holley 7s 139, 248, 421 

Horton 7s 18, 153, 214, 385 

Hour of Prayer 8s & 4 400 

Howard C. M 30, 250, 352, 397 

How Firm a Foundation. .Us 275 

Hursley L. M 104, 173, 273, 415 

Ingham L. M 143 

Intercession L. M 304 

Invitation 8s, 7s, &4 144 

Italian Hymn 6s, 4s 7, 354 

Ives 7s. D 324 



Lucas 10s, 5s, lis , 

Lucius C. M 

Luther S. M , 

Luther's Hymn L. M. 6 1 

Luton L. M 

Lux Benigna ids, 4s. 

Lyons 5s, 6s. D..17, 210, 283, 377 



PAGB 

83, 123, 137 

168 

8 420 

169, 248 

77 

359 

274 

292 

420 

259 

235 



1% 

273, 378 

59 
!.'.29,"l29, 263' 

.229, 257, 339 
...55, 182, 451 
.159, 170, 316 

30 

.175, 253, 383 

401 

179 

.121, 161, 284 



Jerusalem C. M. 

Jordan C. M. 



.242, 384 
25 



Konigsberg. 

KoZELUCK.... 



.7s, 6s. D.. 



350 
258 



Laban S. M.. 

Lambert Street C. M.. 

Lament 6s, 8s. 

Lanesboro C. M.. 

Last Beam P. M. 

Lebanon S. M. 

Leighton S. M.. 

Lenox H. M 79, 141, 198, 251 

Lisbon S. M 134 



.40, 88, 95, 394 

127 

311 

24, 94 

409 

...172, 249, 437 
260 



Magdala S. M 

Maitland C. M 

Malvern L. M 

Manoah C. M 

Marlow C. M 

Martyn 7s. D... 

Mear C. M 

Medway L M 

Melody (J. M 

Mendon L. M 

Mercy Seat C. M 

Meribah C. P. M. 

Meriden C. M 68 

Messiah 7s. D 381 

Middleton 8s, 7s. D 78 

Migdol L. M 31, 67, 119 

Miles Lane C. M 81 

Milwaukee 8s, 7s 356 

Missionary Chant L. M 108, 339, 370 

Missionary Hymn 7s, 6s. D 340 

Mornington ...S. M 157, 336 

Naomi C. M 49, 176 

Nashville L. P. M 96, 225, 336 

Nazareth L. M 282 

Neander...'. 8s, 7s, & 4 338 

Nettleton 8s, 7s. D 82, 226, 264 

Neukomm L. M 98 

New Haven 6s, 4s 98 

New Sabbath L. M 348 

Newbold C. M 217, 363 

Newcourt L. M. 6 1 14, 195, 355 

Nicjf.a II, 12, 12, 10 9 

Noel C. M 163 

Northfteld C. M 193 

Notttng Hill C. M 382 

Nuremberg 7s 132,210,352 

Oak 6s, 4 215 

Oaksville C. M 156, 200 

Old Hundred L. M 34 

OMPHANT 8s, 7s, & 4 200, 234 

Olive's Brow L. M 63 

Olivet 6s, 4s 205, 495 

Olmutz S. M 125, 276, 312 

Ortonville C. M 85, 188, 310 

Orweli C. M..., 403 

Osgood 8s, 7s, & 4 44 

Overberg L. M 222 

Ozrem S. M 279,395 

Packington S. M 349 

Parah S. M 130, 269 

Park Street L. M 13, 109 

Parting Hymn 10s 140 

Paul S. M 112 

Pearsall 7s, 6s. D 331 

Penitence 7s, 6s, 7, 8 189 

Pentecost 8s, 6s, 8s 93 

Peoria C. M 101 

Peterboro C. M 117, 237 

Phillips C. M 163, 374 

PlLESGROVE L. M H5 

PlSGAH C. M 124 

Peeyel's Hymn 7s 101, 133, 190 

Prayer 7s 270 



50S 



ALPHABETICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



Quito. 



.L. M. 



Rakem.... L. M. 6 1 

Rapture C. P. 31 

Rathbun 8s, 7s 59, 

Raven S. M. D 

Refuge 7s. D 

Regent Square 8s, 7s 

Rest L. M 303, 

Retreat L. M 90, 

Richmond S. M. D 246, 280, 

Richard L M. D 

Rich ini (is, 4s 

Rockingham L. M 12, 46, 

Rockport 7s, 6s, 7, 8 132, 

ROLLAND L. M 

Rosedale L. M 188, 

RoSEKlELD 7S. 6 1 

Roth well L. M 

Rowley 5s, 6s, 9s 208, 

Russian Hymn L. M 



,120, 



Sabbath 7s. 6 1 

Salome C. M 

Samson L. 31 

Sanctuary 8s, 7s. D... 

Sail L. M 

Sawlf.y C. M 

Schumann S. M 

Scotland 12s 146, 

Seasons L. M 

Seir S. M 

Selena L. M. 6 1 

Selvin S. M 

Serenity C. 31 236, 

Sessions L. M 44, 143, 

Seymour 7s 220, 286, 

Shawmut S. M 165, 

Shepherd 8s, 7s, & 4 

Shipp 7s, 6s. D 

Shirland S. M 22, 

Sicily 8s, 7s, & 4 

Siloam C. M 216, 

Silver Street S. M 11, 88, 180, 

Solemnity' C. M. D 

Solitude 7s 

Southwell S. M 

Spanish Hymn 7s. D 47, 241, 

Spohr C. M 

Spring C. M 211, 276, 

St. Agnes. C. M 168, 

St. Albans 6s, 5s. D 

St. Ann's C. M 37, 335, 

St. Bees 7s 

St. Catherine L. M. 6 I 

St. Francis Street 6s, 8s, & 4s 

St. Gabriel C. M 

St. Gervais 7s ! 

St. James 7s, 6s. D 

St. John's C. M 

St. Jude 6s. D 256, 267, 

St. Louis 7s 

St. Martin's C. M 32, 

St. Nicolai 7s. D 

St. Sylvester 8s, 7s. „ 

St. Thomas S. M 10, 106, 

Stabat Mater 8, 8, 7. I).., 

Starlight L. M 

State Street S. M 117, 133, 257, 

Stephens C. 31 100, 



PAGE 

. 222 

. 87 
. 423 
364 
305 
182 
41 
315 

3yo 

373 
162 

356 
418 
202 
;;47 
321 
151 
204 
410 
122 

136 

347 
392 

45 
309 

100 
265 

313 
404 
."■17 
57 
54 
386 
; j .75 

385 
298 
357 

53 
388 

204 

358 
368 

326 
198 
366 

372 
401 
367 
301 
289 
376 
238 
01 
16 
202 
220 
334 
203 
307 
3*0 



Sterling L. 31 

Stevens L. 31 

Stockweli 8s, 7s 

Stonefield L. 31 

Sweet Home lis 

Sweet Hour L. 31. D. 

Swiss Tune L. P. M... 



.370 



PAGB 

13 
120 
416 
230 
, 460 
399 
240 



Talmar 8s, 7s 

Tappan C. 31 

Tennessee C. M. D 

Thanksgiving I.. 31 

Thatcher S. 31 06. 232, 

The Convert 5s, 6s, 

Theodora 7s 

Too Late 10s 

Toplady 7s. 6 1 

Tribunal C. M 

Truro ;L. 31 

Unity 6s, 5s 

Utica 7s, 6s. D 

L'XBRIDGE L. 31 37, 50, 138, 



Vache C. 31 

Valedictory 10s 

Variety Grove S. 31 

Varina C. M. D.. 

Vaughan C. 31 

Vernon 7s. D 

Vesper S. M 

Vesper Hymn 8s, 7s. D. 

Victoria C. 31. D.. 

Victory 8s, 7s, & 4. 

Vienna 7s., 

Vital Spark 7s, 8s, 6s.. 



.82. 



Wallace L. 31 

Wansted 7s 

Ward L. 31 32, 60, 

Ware L. 31 56, 139, 

Waring C. 31. 6 1 

Warner L. 31 

Warsaw H. 31 

Warwick C. M 207, 255, 372, 

Watchman S. 31 

Watchman Tell L's 7s. D 

Webb 7s, 6s. D 293, 

Wells L. 31 158, 

Welton L. 31 142, 158, 

Wesley lis. 10s 

WlLLOUGHBY C. P. 31 

W 7 ILMOT 8s, 7s 21, 

WlMBORNE L. M 40, 

Winchester Old C. 31 219, 

Windham L. 31 52, 104, 

Windsor C. 31 

With Tearful Eyes Chant 

Woodbury S. M. D 319, 

Woodland C. M 86, 118, 

Woodstock C. M 65, 258, 

Woodworth L. 31. .64, 118, 154, 166, 

Worth L. 31. 6 1 



YOAKLEY L. 31. 61. 

York C. 31 



Zephyr L. 31 31, 129, 

Zerah C. 31 39, 

Zion Ss, 7s, & 4...89, 106, 343, 



315- 
321 
147 

115 
422 
208 
397 
167 

61 
302 

42 

40* 
140 
392 

271 

3 . 6 

22 

320 
366 
378 
406 
100 
362 
76 
474 
426 

170 

310 
108 
239 
274 
174 
218 
402 
113 
346 
337 
367 
386 
342 
291 
368 
199 
374 
299- 
o02 
178 
332 
164 
414 
268 
69 

212 
255 

304 

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METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



CM. p ase 

ABRIDGE 95 

Alpheus 260 

Antioch 36 

Arlington 28, 80, 138, 225, 333 

Armenia 389 

Ashville 214,419 

Avon 56, 177, 266 

Azmon 8, 97, 156, 365 

Balerma 230, 285 

Barclay 211 

Believer. 84 

Belmont 24, 107, 262, 380 

Bemerton 164 

boardman 323 

Bond. 270 

Brown 212, 383 

Burlington 15, 367 

Byefield 296 

Caddo 201 

Cambridge 42, 148 

Chesterfield 213 

Chimes... 134 

Chtna 312 

Christmas 35, 238, 344 

Clarendon 296, 389 

Cleansing Fountain 62 

Colchester 322 

Corinth 102 

Coronation 73 

Coventry 216 

Covert 49 

Cowper 119, 380 

Dedham 223,410 

Ditson 306 

Doggett 8 

Downs 348, 393 

Dundee 128 

Elizabethtown 130, 203, 404 

Emmons 328 

Evan 72,176 

Fairfield 147 

Faithful 151, 308 

Geer 84, 407 

Geneva 419 

Gentleness 277 

Give 395 

Hague 297 

Harp 287 

Harville 408 

Heber 48, 150, 228 

Henry. 28, 72 

Howard 30,250, 352, 397 

Lambert Street 127 

Lanes boro 24, 94 

Lucius 274 

Maitland 273, 378 

Manoah 29, 129, 263 

Marlow 229, 257, 339 

Mear 159, 170, 316 

Melody 175, 253, 383 



PAGE 

Mercy Seat 179 

Meriden 68 

Miles Lane 81 

Naomi 49,176 

Newbold 217, 363 

Noel 163 

northfield 193 

Notting Hill 382 

Oaksville 156, 200 

Ortonville 85, 188, 310 

Orwell 403 

Peoria 191 

Peterboro 117, 237 

Phillips 163,374 

PlSGAH 124 

Salome 347 

Sawley 160 

Serenity , 236, 386 

Siloam A 216,358 

Spohr 491 

Spring 211, 276, 387 

St. Agnes 168, 391 

St. Ann's 37, 335, 376 

St. Gabriel 292 

St. John's 203 

St. Martin's 32, 94 

Stephens 100,277 

Tappan 321 

Tribunal 302 

Vaohe 271 

Vaughan 366 

Warwick 207, 255, 372, 402 

Winchester Old 219, 374 

Windsor 302 

Woodland 86, 118, 164 

Woodstock 65, 258, 414 

York .■ 255 

Zerah 39, 99 

C. M. Double. 

Athens 427 

Brattle Street 413 

Butler 387 

Byrd 209 

Farnham 181 

Jerusalem 242,384 

Jordan 25 

Solemnity 326 

Tennessee 147 

Varina 295, 329 

Victoria 362 

C. M. 6 Lines, 

Waring 274 

L. M. 

All Saints 126, 365 

Asaph 223 

Ashwf.ll 112, 269 

Bera 268 

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Bowen 414 

Bowring , 406 

Caton 178 

Crichlow 227 

Devotion 162, 180 

Duke Street 23, 68, 218, 334 

Dwight 48 

Effingham 220 

El Paran 135 

Ernan 286 

Evening Hymn 246 

Federal Street 15, 92, 244, 303 

Germany 116 

Gilead 12 

Gratitude 92, 252 

Hamburg 33, 194, 250 

Happy Day 416 

Harmony Grove 353 

Hayes 154 

Hebron 23, 86, 265, 370 

Hoge 323 

Hursley 104, 173, 273, 415 

Ingham 143 

Intercession 304 

Litchfield 168 

Louvan 1G9, 248 

Loving-kindness 77 

Luton 259 

Malvern 59 

Medway 30 

Mendon 401 

Migdol 31, 67, 119 

Missionary Chant 108, 339, 370 

Nazareth 282 

Neukomm 98 

New Sabbath 348 

Old Hundred. 34 

Olive's Brow 63 

Overberg 222 

Park Street 13, 109 

Pilesgrove 115 

Quito 222 

Rest 303, 315 

Retreat 90, 390 

Rockingham 12, 46, 418 

Rolland 347 

Rosedale IsS, 321 

Rothwell 204 

Rlssian Hymn 122 

Samson 120, 392 

Saul 309 

Seasons 404 

Sessions 44, 143, 375 

Starlight 422 

Sterling 13 

Stevens 120 

Stonefield ; 230 

Thanksgiving 115 

Truro 42 

Uxbridge 37, 50, 138, 392 



METRICAL INDEX OF TUXES. 



PAGE 

Wallace 170 

Ward 32, 60, 108 

Ware 56, 139, 239 

Warner 174 

Wells 158, 367 

Welton 142, 158, 386 

Wim borne 40, 199 

Windham 52, 104, 299 

Woodworth.,.64, 118, 154, 166, 268 
Zephyr 31, 129, 304 

L. M. Double. 

Admah 50 

Beaufort 279 

"Creation _ 26 

Rickard 162 

Sweet Hour 399 

L. M. 6 Lines. 

Admah 433 

Dillon 18G 

Farns worth 261 

Guion 27 

Luther's Hymn 420 

Newcourt 14, 195, 355 

Rakem 87 

Selena 57 

St. Catherine 91 

Worth 69 

Yoakley 212 

S. M. 

Ahira 150 

Aylesbury 245, 360 

Badea 192 

Boylston 21, 166, 171, 215 

Deliverance 190 

Dennis 63, 122, 224, 382 

Dover 66, 102, 351 

Durer 398 

Ferguson 242 

■Gavin 402 

Gerar 234, 266, 412 

Golden Hill 165, 252, 317 

Gorton 173, 196 

Greenwood 110, 298 

Haverhill 322 

Laban 40,88, 95, 394 

Leighton.„ 260 

Lisbon 134 

Luther 292 

Magdala 196 

Mornihgtoh 157, 336 

Olmutz 125, 276, 312 

Ozrem 279, 395 

Packington 349 

Parah 130,269 

Paul 112 

Schumann 265 

Seir 317 

Selvin 54 

SHAWMUT 165, 298 

Shirland 22, 388 

Silver Street 11, 88, 180, 368 

Southwell 366 

St. Thomas .* 10, 106, 376 

State Street 117, 133, 257, 363 

Thatcher 96, 232, 422 

Variety Grove 22 

Vesper 406 

Watchman 113 

S. M. Double. 

Bealoth 288 

Elmswood 262 

Lebanon 172, 249, 437 

Raven 305 

Richmond 246, 280, 373 

Woodbury „ 319, 332 



C. P. M. PAG* 

Aithlone 206 

Ariel 78, 184 

Ganges 197, 300 

Gregory 243 

Habakkuk 221 

Meribah 121, 161, 284 

Rapture 423 

Willoughby 291 

L. P. M. 

Nashville 96, 225, 336 

Swiss Tune 240 

H. M. 

Darwall 74, 126 

Haddam 18, 105 

Lenox 79,141, 198, 251 

Lischer 83, 123, 137 

Warsaw -zl8 

P. M. 

Daughter of Zion 114 

Last Beam 409 

5s, 6s. Double. 
Lyons 17 

5s, 6s, 9s. 

Rowley 208, 410 

The Convert 208 

6s, 4s. 

America 371 

Bethany 240 

Dort 344 

Italian Hymn 7, 354 

New Haven 98 

Oak 215 

Olivet 205, 495 

Righini 356 

6s, 5s. 
Unity 468 

6s, 5s. Double. 

Gertrude , 290 

St. Albans 289 

6s. [Irregular.] 
Cary 306 

6s. Double. 

St. Jude 256, 267, 307 

6s, 8s. 
Lament 311 

6s, 8s, &4s. 
St. Francis Street 16 

7s. 

Aletta 60, 226, 408 

Cookham 233 

Dallas 282 

Dijon 187 

Eshtemoa 412 

Essex 354 

Eve 396 

Fulton 314 

Gethsemane 178, 364 

Hendon 10, 70, 185, 338 

Holley 139, 248, 421 

Horton 18, 153, 214, 385 

Kozeluck 258 

Nuremberg 132, 210, 352 

Pleyel's Hymn 101, 133, 190 

Prayer 270 

Seymour 220, 286, 385 

511 



PAaa 

Solitude 198 

St. Bees 238 

St. Gervais 229 

St. Louis 380 

Theodora 397 

Vienna 82,474 

Wansted 310 

7s. Double. 

Benevento 361 

Culford 369 

Eltham 342, 375 

Ennius 341 

Guide 103, 152 

Herald Angels 38 

Ives 324 

Martyn 55, 182, 451 

Messiah 381 

Refuge 182 

Spanish Hymn 47, 241, 372 

St. Nicola.1 405 

Vernon 378 

Watchman Tell Us 346 

7s. 6 Lines. 

Day of Wrath 301 

Dix 224,411 

Rosefield 151 

Sabbath 136 

Toplady 61 

7s, 6s.' Double. 

Aurelia 492 

Ewing 330 

Konigsberg 350 

Missionary Hymn 340 

Pearsall 331 

Shipp 53 

St. James 334 

Utica 149 

Webb 293,337 

7s, 6s. Double. Pec. 
Amsterdam 54, 110, 231 

7s, 6s, 7, 8. 

Endor 183 

Lo! I Come 420 

Penitence 189 

Rockport 132, 202 

7s, 8s, 6s. 
Vital Spark 426 

8s. 
Dyke 19 

8s. Double. 
De Fleury 192, 254, 314, 325 

8s & 4. 

Calm 318, 400 

Hour of Prayer 400 

8s, 6s, 8s. 
Pentecost J3 

8s, 7s. 

Bartimeus 398 

Essex 20 

Milwaukee 356 

Rathbun 59, 364 

Regent Square 41 

St. Sylvester... 405 

Stock well 416 

Talmar 315 

Wilmot 21, 368 



METRICAL INDEX OF TUNES. 



8s, 7s. Double, page 

Autumx 71, 247 

Bavaria 207,351 

Church Hill 131 

Disciple : 272, 424 

Greex\ illf. 236, 204, 394, 424 

Harwell 76, 111, 345 

Middleton 78 

Kettletox 82, 226, 264 

Sanctuary 45 

Vesper Hymx 100 

8s, 7s, &4. 

Alyan 64 

Brest 318 

Farland 66 

Haxwell 333 

Invitation 144 

Neaxder 338 

Oliphaxt 200,234 

Osgood „ 44 

Shepherd 357 

Sicily 294 

Victory 76 

Ziox 89,106,34:5, 496 

8s, 7s, 6s. 
Fortress 278 



8, 8, 7. Double, page 
Stabat Mater 58 

lOs. 

Eventide 417 

Partixg Hymx 140 

Too Late 167 

Valedictory 316 

10s,4s. 
Lux Bexigxa 235 

lOs, lis. 

Avison 74 

Lyoxs 210, 283, 377 

lOs, 5s, lis. 
Lu-cas 359 



lis. 

Frederick 327 

Gexxesaret 281 

Goshex 51, 145 

How Firm a Fouxdatiox 275 

Sweet Home 379, 460 



5S, 1 IS. i-Aoa. 

Come Let Fs Axew 232. 

1 Is, 8s. 
Dulcimer 19* 

lis, 10s. 

Angels' Soxg 320- 

Coxsolation 155- 

Haxoyer 43 

Wesley 342. 

11S& 12s. 
Chariot 48ft 

11, 12, 12, 10. 
Nioea a 

12s. 
Scotland 14(? 

13s, 11s. 

SCOTLAXD 312 

Chant. 
With TeArful Eyes 17& 



512 



INDEX OF TUNES IN THE SUPPLEMENT. 



PA<:e 

Admaii L. M. 6 1 433 

All things are ready, come 437 

Are you staying, safely staying 431 

Around the'throne of God in heaven 473 

A Sinner Like Me 441 

Athens C. M I) 427 

Aueelia 7s, 6s. D 492 

Balm in Gilead 438 

Beyond the Smiling and the Weeping 470 

Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine 442 

Bright Canaan 466 

By and By 487 

By faith I view my Saviour dying 458 

Christ for the world we sing 495 

Close to Thee.. 453 

Crowning Day, The 484 

Deliverance Will Come 479 

Draw Me Nearer 454 

Even Me 434 

Evert Dat and Hour 459 

Fade, fade each earthly joy 446 

Faithfvl Soldier 7s & 6s 462 

Footsteps of Jesus 450 

From all the dark places 494 

Gate Ajar for Me, The 436 

Gathering Home... 471 

Go, when the morning shineth 492 

God be with you till we meet again 497 

Hark ! a voice from Eden stealing 472 

Hear Him Calling 431 

He leadeth me, O blessed thought 443 

Home in Glory 482 

Home of the Soul 477 

Home Over There, The 486 

-How lost was my condition 438 

I Am Coming to the Cross 446 

I am far frae my name 465 

I am thine, O Lord ; I have heard thy voice.... 4'A 

I have read of a beautiful city 480 

I Hear Thy Welcome Voice 440 

1 heard the voice of Jesus say 427 

I Love to Tell the Story 456 

I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger 478 

I'm Going Home 475 

I Need Thee Every Hour 434 

In some way or other the Lord will provide.... 447 

In the Christian's home in glory 482 

1 saw a way-worn traveler 479 

Is My Name Written There 489 

1 think, when I read that sweet story of old.... 490 

It Is Better Further On 472 

It may be far, it may be near 487 

1 was'a wandering sheep 437 

1 was once far away from the Saviour 441 

I will sing you a song of that beautiful land.... 477 

Jesus Calls Thee 430 

Jesus, gracious One, calleth now to thee 430 

Jesus Is Mine... 446 

Jesus, keep me near the cross 448 

Joyfully, joyfully onward we move 469 

Kingdom Coming, The 494 

Land or Beulah 474 

Lebanon S. M. D 437 

Lord, I pare not for riches 489 

Lord, I hear of showers of blessing 434 

Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole 439 

Martyn 7s. D..'. 451 

Mary to the Saviour's tomb 451 

Master, the tempest is raging 444 

Mercy's Free 4" 8 

My Ain Countrie 465 

My days are gliding swiftly by 461 

My heavenly home is bright and fai" 475 

My home is in heaven, my rest is not here 460 

My hope is built on nothing less 433 

My latest sun is sinking fast 474 

Near the Cross 448 



Ninety and Nine, The 

Not Half Has Ever Been Told 

Old Ship of Zion, The 

Olivet 6s & 4s 

Only waiting till the shadows 

On the Tree 

Open Door, The 

sometimes the shadows are deep 

O think of the home over there 

Our Lord is now rejected 

what ship is this that will take us all home 

when shall I see Jesus 

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour 

Peace ! Be Still 

Precious Name, The 

Revive Us Again 

Saviour, more than life to me 

Say, brothers, will you meet us 

Say, where is thy refuge, my brother 

Shining Shore, The 

Speak gently ; it is better far 

Spohr C. M 

Sweet By and By 

Sweet Home lis 

Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling 

Sweet Story 

Take the name of Jesus with you 

The chariot ! the chariot ! its wheels roll in fire 

The Lord Will Provide 

The mistakes of my life have been many 

There is agate that stands ajar 

There's a land that is fairer than day 

There were ninety and nine that safely lay 

The Rock That Is Higher than I 

Think gently of the erring one 

Thou my everlasting portion 

'Tis religion that can give 

Together let us sweetly live 

Unity 6s, 5s 

Up to the bountiful Giver of life 

Victory 

Vienna 7s 

We praise thee, O God ! for the Sc n of thy love 

We're traveling home to heaven above 

We Shall Sleep, but Not Forever 

We speak of the land of the blest 

What a Friend We Have in Jesus 

What Must It Be to be There 

What wondrous love is this 

When shall we meet again 

Where Is Thy Refuge 

Whiter than Snow 

Will You Go 

Wondrous Love 

Work, for the Night Is Coming 

Yes, my native land, I love thee 

Zion 8s, 7s, & 4 



CHANTS. 



Burial of the Dead 

Come unto Me 

Deus Misereatur 

DOMINE ReFUGIUM 

Dominus Regit Me 

Gloria in Excelsis 

Gloria Patri 

It Is Well 

Make a Joyful Noise 

Psalm 24 

Psalm 90 

Thanksgiving Chant 

Thy Will Be Pone 

The Lord's Prayer 

VENITE, Exultemus Domino. 
With Tearful Eyes 



PAGK 

428 
480 
493 
495 
467 
458 
432 
449 
486 
484 
493 
462 
435 
444 
457 
451 
459 
478 
429 
461 
491 
491 
476 
460 
450 
490 
457 
488 
447 
432 
436 
476 
428 
449 
491 
453 
474 
466 
468 
47T 
469 
474 
451 
464 
483 
463 
455 
463 
452 
468 
429 
439 
464 
452 
490 
496 
496 



506 
504 
501 
505 
503 
502 
502 
499 
501 
■504 
505 
503 
506 
499 
500 
178 



33 



H T 



513 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



ABBA, FATHER. 

Sovereign of all the wor 
Father, I wait before th 
Behold what wondrous 
Arise, my soul, arise, 
ABRAHAM: 

Blessing of. 
How large the promise, 

Faith of. 
Father of Jesus Christ, 
In every time and place 

God of. 
The God of Ahram prais 
The God who reigns on 
ACCEPTANCE SOUGHT. 
(See Penitential.) 
I would be thine, thou 
Lord, 1 hear of showers 

ACCEPTED TIME. 

Come, ye sinners, poor 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 
God calling yet; shall I 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 
While life prolongs its 

ACCESS TO GOD. {See 
Adoption.) 
Arise, my soul, arise, 

ACTIVITY. (See Chris- 
tian Activity.) 

ADAM, SECOND. 

Would Jesus have the si 

ADAM'S FALL. (See Sin, 
Original.) 

ADOPTION. 

Spirit of faith, come do 
Sovereign of all the wor 
How can a sinner know 
Behold what wondrous 
We by his Spirit prove 
Arise, my soul, arise, 
How happy are the new- 
All praise to the Lamb! 

ADORATION. (See Christ, 
God, Holy Spirit, and 
Trinity ; also Praise.) 

ADVENT, SECOND. (See 

Christ.) 
ADVERSITY. (See Afflic- 
tions.) 
O thou, to whose all-sea 
'Tis my happiness below 
O Thou who driest the 



97 



Figures refer to the hymns. 

ADVOCATE. (See Christ 

and Priest.) 
AFFLICTIONS : (See Grief, 
Trouble.) 
Blessings of. 
God moves in a mysteri 43 
Since all the varying see 44 
My soul, Avith all thy wa 524 
Deem not that they are b 531 
'Tis my happiness below 535 
In trouble and in grief, 537 
I worship thee, most gra 549 
Comfort under. 
Come, ye disconsolate, w 
Deem not that they are 
When musing sorrow w 

Thou, who driest the 

1 shall not want: In des 
How firm a foundation, 



Your harps, ye trembl 
How gentle God's com 
Come on, my partners 
Hark, hark, my soul ! an 
There is an hour of peac 

Courage in. 
Cast thy burden on the 
Beset with snares on ev 
Away, my unbelieving 
Commit thou all thy gri 
My span of life will'soon 
Am I a soldier of the cro 
A few more years shall 

Deliverance from. 
Deem not that they are 
How firm a foundation, 
Through all the chang 
Give to the winds thy f 
Tho' troubles assail, and 
My span of life will soon 
My hope, my all, my Sa 
When I can read my ti 

Family. 
O God, who madest eart 799 
Wherefore should I ma 815 

Hope in. 
Silently the shades of ev 826 

Prayer in. 
Out of the depths to the 83 
My faith looks up to thee 398 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 4?3 
Beset with snares on ev 526 
O Thou, to whose all-sea 534 
When Israel, of the Lor 559 
Thou Lamb of God, thou 568 
There is no sorrow, Lor 780 

514 



AFFLICTIONS : ( Continued.) 
Angel of covenanted gr 830 
Jesus, the weary wand 838 
What a friend we have 874 
Refuge in. 
God is the refuge of his 199 
Jesus, Lover of my soul 354 
Cast thv burden on the 468 
Lord, I 'delight in thee, 510 
O Thou who driest the 539 
How firm a foundation, 546 
How gentle God's coram 553 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
From every stormy win 767 
Where high the heavenl 773 
In age and feebleness ex 835 

sometimes the shado 867 
Rejoicing in. 

My soul, repeat his prai 9 
Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
My God, the spring of 401 
My soul with all thy wa 524 
'Tis my happiness below 535 
Your harps, ye tremblin 547 
Give to the winds thv f 556 
What are these ari*ayed 641 
While thee I seek, prot 818 

1 heard the voice of Je 843 
Submission under. 

My Jesus, as thou wilt 509 
Thy way, not mine, O L 530 
My God, my Father, wh 532 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
Father, I know that all 544 
Father, whate'er of ear 545 
I worship Thee, most gr 549 
Away, my needless fea 555 
AVait, O my soul, thy M 560 
O Lord, how happy sho 563 
Angel of covenanted gr 830 
Jesus, the weary wande 838 
He leadeth me, O bless 861 

AGED CHRISTIAN. 
' And let this feeble body 646 
In age and feebleness 835 
Only waiting till the sha 886 
Beyond the smiling and 889 
My latest sun is sinking 894 

AGONY. 

Dark was the night, and 84 
O garden of Olivet, dear 87 
Come, ye sinners, poor 273 

ALARM. 

Prostrate, dear Jesus, a 349 
Gracious Redeemer, sha 484 
O where shall rest be fo 5S8 
The day of wrath, that 591 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



AMUSEMENTS, WORLD- 
LY. 

Vain, delusive world, ad 391 
Joy is a fruit that will 392 
Let worldly minds the 393 
O how the love of God a -119 
So let our lips and lives 490 
How vain are all things 519 
ANCIENTS, EXAMPLES 
OF. 
Rise, O my soul, pursue 465 
ANGELS: 

Adoration of. 
Thee we adore, eternal 11 

At Advent of Christ. 
Hark ! the herald angels 63 
Brightest and best of th 72 

At the Ascension. 
He dies, the friend of si 88 
Lord, when thou did'st 120 

At the Coronation. 
All hail the power of Je 132 
Come let us join our che 143 

A.T the Resurrection. 
Our Lord is risen from t 121 
Christ, the Lord, is risen 127 

At the Sepulchre. 
The Lord is risen indee 116 

Evil. 
Angels, your march opp 210 
. Guardian. 

Through all theehangin 550 
Which of the petty king 577 

In Glory. 
Hark, hark, my soul, an 633 

Ministry of. 
Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
Redeemer of mankind, 159 
My drowsy powers, why 470 
Hark, hark, my soul! ah 633 
Saviour, breathe an eve 802 

Song of. 
While shepherds watch 61 
Hark ! the herald angels 63 
Hark ! what mean those 68 

Title of Ministers. 
Draw near, O Son of Go 221 
We bid thee welcome in 226 

Worshiped by. 
How great the wisdom, 133 
ANGER, SINFUL. 

Come. O my God. the pr 449 
Giver of concord, Prince 747 
ANXIETY, WORLDLY. 
(See Care.) 
Lord, it belongs not to 464 
O Lord! how happy sho 5G3 
The praying spiritbrea 761 
APOSTASY: {See Back- 
slider.) 

Deprecated. 
Father, I dare believe 438 
Jesus, my truth, my wa 476 
Ah! Lord, with trembl 491 

Final. 
Stay, thou insulted spir 192 
How happy are they w 402 



APOSTASY: {Continued.) 

A charge to keep I have 486 
Ah! Lord, with trembli 491 

APOSTLES' COMMISSION. 
Go preach my gospel, sai 215 

ARMOR, CHRISTIAN. 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 572 
My soul, be on thy guard, 578 
stand up! stand up for J 580 
Equip me for the war, 837 

ASCENSION OF CHRIST. 
{Sec Christ.) 

ASHAMED OF JESUS. 

Jesus, and shall it ever 495 
Take up thy cross, the S 543 

ASLEEP IN JESUS. (See 
Death.) 

ASPIRATIONS : 

For Christ. 
Jesus, Lover of my soul 354 
O love divine, howswee 356 
More love to thee, O Chr 416 
Guide me, O thou great 460 

For Divine Grace. 

for a heart to praise 440 
Jesus, my strength, my 777 

For God. 
My God, I love thee not 151 
My God, the spring of a 401 
Nearer, my God, to thee 473 
My God, my portion an 518 

For Heaven. 
Thine earthly Sabbaths, 264 
Forever with the Lord 631 

1 would not live alway 647 
Jerusalem, my happy h 649 
O when shall I see Jesus 881 

For Holiness. 
O for a closer walk wit 364 
My faith looks up to the 39S 
O for a heart to praise 440 
O Thou, to whose all-sea 534 

For Peace and Rest. 
O where shall rest be f 588 

Of Faith. {See Faith.) 

Of Hope. {See Hope.) 
ASSURANCE: 

Declared. 

O for a thousand tongue 374 
Jesus, thou everlasting 375 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
Now I have found the g 378 
O blessed souls are they 379 
How can a sinner know 380 
We by his Spirit prove, 383 
Who can describe the jo 387 

thou God of my salva 389 
All praise to the* Lamb, 404 
Sons of God, exulting ri 405 
Jesus is our common Lo 406 

1 know that mv Redeem 413 
Children of the Heavenl 458 
I heard the voice of Jes 843 
Blessed assurance, Jesu SU0 
Fade, fade each earthly 863 

Desired. 
Why should the children 183 
Author of faith, eternal 377 
Not with our mortal ey 381 

515 



ASSURANCE: (Continued.) 

Behold what wondrous 38* 
Hark, my soul, it is the 385 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
O, 'tis delight, without 388 
What shall I do, mv Go 390 
Joy is a fruit that will n 392 
I thirst, thou wounded 394 
How can it be, thou hea 395 
Happy the man that fin 396 
Lord, how secure and bl 397 
My God, the spring of a 401 
How happy are they wh 402 
Jehovah, God the Fathe 403 
Your harps, ye tremblin 547 
Sought. 
Father I wait before thy 314 
Thou great mysterious 357 
Come, O thou traveler u 360 
Yield to me now, for I a 361 
'Tis a thing I long to kn 362 

ATONEMENT: 

Completed. 
O sacred head, now wo 90 
Our sins on Christ were 92 
Behold the Saviour of m 94 
Not all the blood of bea 109 
Hark! the voice of love 113 
Christ the Lord is risen 127 
Blow ye the trumpet, bio 267 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
Lord I am thine, entirel 829 

Needed. 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
Not all the blood of beas 109 

Receiving the. 

O love Divine, what has 96 
Would Jesus have the s 97 
When I survey the won 102 
'Tis finished! 'The Mess 103 
When on Sinai's top I s 104 
Sons of God, triumphant 105 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
There is a fountain fille 107 
Called from above, I ris 108 
Not ail the blood erf beas 109 
By faith I to the fountai 111 
Let earth and heaven a 141 
Thou hidden source of c 158 
Author of faith, to thee 308 
In evil long I took delig 312 
Father, I wait before th 314 
Wherewith, O Lord, sh 321 
With glorious clouds en 340 
How sad our state by na 343 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Father, I stretch my ban 345 
Approach, my soul, the 346 
Jesus, my all,* to heaven 350 
Jesus, my Lord, attend 351 
Jesus. Lover of my soul, 354 
Let the world their virt 355 
O love divine, how swee 356 
Thou great mysterious 357 
O thou who hast our sor 358 
Come, O thou Traveler u 360 
Yield to me now, for I a 361 

Sufficient. 
There's a wideness in G 27 
Father, how wide thv g 42 
Thou art the way, to* th 81 
O sacred Head now won 90 
Hail, thou once despised 129 
Of him who did salvatio 165 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



ATONEMENT: (Continuec .) 
Come ye sinners, poor a 
The voice of free -grace 
Give ine the wings of fa 
Universal. 
O love divine, what hast 
Would Jesus have the s 
When I survey the won 
'Tis finished! The Mess 
When on Sinai's top I s 
Sons of God, triumphant 
Rock of ages, cleft for m 
There is a fountain fille 
Called from above, I ris 
Not all the blood of beas 
By faith I to the founta 
Let earth and heaven a 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 
Sinners, obey the Gospel 
Come, O ye sinners, to y 
Come, sinners, to the go 
Ho! every one that thirs 
Come, ye sinners, poor a 
Come, humble sinner, in 
Ye wretched, hungry, s 
Let every mortal ear att 
Weary souls that wande 
What could your Redee 
Sinners, turn, why will 
Jesus, thy blessings are 
Alas! and did my Savio 
Yield to me now, for I a 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 

WONDERS OF. 

How great the wisdom, 
ATTRIBUTES, DIVINE. 

(See God.) 

AUTUMN. 

See the leaves around u 

AVARICE. 

When Jesus dwelt in m 
Let not the wise their w 
O how can they look up 

AWAKENING AND IN- 
VITING. 
Lo! He comes with clou 
Blow ye the trumpet, b 
Sinners, obey the gospel 
Come, O ye sinners, to y 
Come, sinners, to the go 
Ho! every one that thir 
O do not let the word d 
Come, ye sinners poor a 
O turn 'ye, O turn ye, fo 
Delay not, delay not, O 
The voice of free grace c 
Come, humble sinner, in 
Ye wretched, hungry, st 
Let every mortal ear at 
In the soft season of thy 
Drooping souls, no long 
The Lord declares his w 
The Saviour calls! Let 
Vain man, thy fond pur 
Weary souls that wand 
What'could your Uedee 
Sinners, turn, why will 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 
Behold! a stranger at t 
Return, O wanderer, re 
Come, ve disconsolate, 
Come, let us who in Chr 
Repent, the voice celest 
Sinners, the voice of Go 
And will the judge desc 
To-morrow, Lord, is th 



AWAKENING AND IN- 
VITING. (Continued.) 
While life prolongs its p 300 
Arise, my tend'rest tho 301 
Thou Son of God, whos 302 
What is the thing of gr 303 
Jesus, Redeemer of man 305 
Jesus, thou all-redeemi 306 
Jesus, thy blessings are 307 
Late, late, so late! and 320 
Day of judgment, day o 629 
BACKSLIDER: 

Pardoned. 
A broken heart, my God 324 

Prayer of. 
As pants the hart for co 353 
Jesus, answer from abo 359 
Saviour, I now with sha 363 
Ofor a closer walk with 361 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 
O thou whose mercy he 367 
Depth of mercy, can ther 368 
Sweet was the time whe 369 
O thou in whose presenc 370 
How shall a lost sinner 371 
And wilt thou yet be fo 372 
O Jesus, full of grace, 373 
BACKSLIDING. (See De- 
clension and Aposta- 
sy.) 
Return, O wanderer, ret 293 
O that I could repent, 316 
O for the happy days go 352 
BAPTISM: 

Adult. (See Co?ifession.) 
Come, Father, Son, and 233 
Baptized into Thy name 235 

Infants. 
God of eternal truth and 234 
How large the promise, 236 
See Israel's gentle Shep 237 
Thus Lydia sanctified h 238 
Shepherd of tender yout 699 
Saviour, who thy flock a 700 

Of Holy Spirit. 
Creator, Spirit, bv whos 167 
Lord God, the Holy Gho 188 
O Spirit of the living Go 191 
Come, Father, Son, and 233 

Of Jesus. 
One there is, above all o 75 
BARREN FIG-TREE. 

Depth of mercy, can th 368 
Let me alone another ye 707 
Our few revolving years 709 
BEATIFIC VISION. 

Away with our sorrow a 642 
BEING OF GOD. (See 

God.) 
BELIEVERS: (See Chris- 
tians and Saints.) 

Encouraged. 
Rise, my soul, and stret 455 
Your harps, ye trembli 547 

Example of. 
Rise, O my soul, pursue 405 

Foundation of. 
How firm a foundation, 540 

Support of. 
O thou, to whose all-sea 534 
516 



BELIEVERS: (Continued.) 
Triumph of. 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
BENEDICTION: 
Aaronic. 
Jehovah, God the Fathe 403 
Come, Father, Son, and 786 
Apostolic. 
Lord, dismiss \is with th 581 
BENEVOLENCE. ( See 

Charily.) 
BEREAVEMENT. (See Af- 
flictions, Death, and 
Funeral Hymns.) 
BIBLE. (See Word of God.) 
Father of all in whom 683 
How precious is the boo 684 
The counsels of redeemi 685 
Father of mercies, in th 686 
O Word of God incarna 688 
BIRTH OF A CHILD. 

Gentle stranger, fearles 814 
BIRTHDAY: 
Of a Consort. 
Come away to the skies 813 
BISHOPS : (See Ministers.) 
Ordination of. 
Draw near, O Son of God 221 

BLOOD OF CHRIST. (See 
A tonement and Christ.) 

BOLDNESS AT THE 
THRONE OF GRACE. 

With joy we meditate t 123. 
Where high the heavenl 773 

BRAZEN SERPENT. (See 

Christ.) 
BREAD: 
Daily. 
Author of good, we rest 548 
Day by day the manna 558 
Our Heavenly Father, h 762 

Of Heaven. 
Jesus, at whose supreme 242 
Author of our Salvation, 244 
Guide me, O thou great 460 

BREVITY OF LIFE. (See 
Life.) 

BRIDEGROOM. 

Jesus, thou everlasting 375 
Saviour of all, to thee w 736- 

BROKEN HEART: (See 
Contrition.) 
Show pity, Lord,0 Lord 310 
A broken heart, my God, 324 
When, rising from the b 326 
Prayed for. 
Jesus, my Advocate abo 309 
O for that tenderness of 313 
O that I could repent, W 316 
O that I could repent, O 317 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 

BROTHERLY LOVE. (See 
Communion of Saints.) 

BURDEN CAST ON GOD. 
The God of Abrah'm pra 17 
Cast thy burden on the 468 



IXDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



fiURPEN" CAST OX GOD. 
{Continual.) 
Ji sua, my truth, my wa 
Jesus, my Saviour, Brot 
Who in the Lord confide, 
Commit thou all thy gn 
Away, my needless teal's 
Give to the winds thy fe 
Lo! 1 come with joy to d 

BURIAL. (See Funeral 
Hymns.) 

BUSINESS, SECULAR 
Teach me, my God and K 
Forth, in thy name. L 
Father, into "thy hands a 

CALAMITIES: 
Family. 
O God, who madest cart 

PlBLIC. 

O righteous God, thou J 
CALVARY. [See Cruci- 
fixion.) 
Ye that pas? by. behold 
"While in the agonies of d 
When on Sinai's to]) I s 
Lamb of God, whose dyi 
CANAAN, THE HEAVEN- 
LY. ( See Hea ven . ) 
In every time and place, 
Guide me, thou Great 
How happy is the pilgri 
CARE: 

Anxious. 
Commit thou all thy gri 
Give to the winds thy fe 
Lo ! I come with joy to d 

Cast ok God. 
Jesus, my truth, my way 
Jesns, my Saviour, Bro't 
Who in the Lord confid 
Away, my needless lea 
Give'to the winds thy fe 
O Lord, how- happy "sho 
Lo! I come with joy to d 
CHARITY. 

Holy Lamb, who thee co 
Tbon art the way; to th 
Behold where in a niort 
When Jesus dwelt in m 
Jesns let all thy lovers s 
Mnst 1 my brother keep 
Sow in the morn thy see 
Jesus, my Lord, how ric 
These mortal joy-, how s 
Father of mercies, send 
Jesns, united by thy gr 
Christ, from whom all b 
Father, at thy foot-tool « 
Giver of concord. Prince 
Lo! what an entertaini 
CHASTENINGS. (See Af- 
flictions.) 
CHILDREN; 

Baptized. 
God of eternal truth an 
How large the promise, 
See Israel's gentle *diep 
Thns Lydia sanctified h 
saviour who thy flock a 

Death of. 
Wherefore should I mak 
We shall sleep, but not f 



F99 



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CHILDREN: (Continued.) 
In Worship. 
Young men and maiden 22 
( elestial Dove, come fro 179 
Come, let us join with o 256 
Father, Son. and Holy G 4:;;; 
These mortal joys, how a 503 
The morning flowers di Oil 
Our Heavenly lather, h 762 
Around the throne of G b92 

Piously Educated. 
How -hall the young - 
Shepherd of tender yout 69.) 
Saviour, who thy floVk a mo 
Saviour, like a shepherd 701 
By cool Siloam's shady r 702 
While we with fear and 703 
Mercy, descending from 7u4 
how can they look up 705 
Come. Father, Son, and 786 
Gentle stranger, fearles SU 
Around the throne of Go 892 

CHOICE: 
Of Mary. 
O love divine, how swee 336 
Beset with snares on ev 326 

Lo! I come with joy tod S34 
Of Moses. 
My ,-oul. with all thy wa 524 
CHORUS OF PP. A I SE. 

Yonngmen and maiden 22 
Intinue God, to thee we 39 

CHRIST: 

Abiding with Believers. 
Sun of my SOUl, thou --a >22 
Abide with me: fast fall 625 

Adoration of. (See 
Praise to Christ.) 
This, this is the God we 23 
Hail, thou once despised 129 
Come, let us ioin our che 143 
Behold the glories of th 147 
Shall hymns of grateful 150 
Jesus, the very thought 152 

Advent, First. (Alsosee 
Star of Bethlehem.) 
Hark! the glad sound, t 58 
Joy to the world, the Lo 59 
Mortals, awake ! with an 60 
While shepherds watch 61 
Sing, all in heaven, at J 62 
Hark! the herald angel 63 
Tons this day a Child is 67 
Hark ! what mean those 68 
When marshaled on the 69 
Brightest and best of th 72 
Angels from the realms 73 
Shout the jrlad tidings, e 135 
Come, thou long-expect 778 

Advent. Second. ( See 
(Ji rist. SecondCoiiiing 
of.) 
All in All. 
Thou hidden source of c 158 
Lord of earth, thy form 475 
Fountain of life, to all be 770 
Alpha and Omega. 

Love divine, all loves ex 444 
Amen. 
Lo! he conic-, with clou 163 
517 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 
Annunciation of. (See 
Advent of. 

KSION OF. 

He die-, the Friend of si 
Ye humble sonls that se 
Ye faithful souls, who J 
Lord, when thou did-t as 
Our Lord is risen from t 
Now let our cheerful ex- 
Hail the day that sees H 
Christ the Lord is risen t 

Ashamed of. 
Jesus, ami shall it ever b 

Atonement of. (Alsosee 
Atonement.) 
O sacred Head, now wo 
Our sins on Christ were 
Bound upon the accurs 
Behold the Saviour of m 
While in the agonies of 
O love divine, what hast 
Would Jesus have the s 
Near the cross was Mary 
From the cross the blood 
Not all the blood of beas 
Hail ! thou once despised 
How great the wisdom. 
Let earth and heaven ag 
In evil long I took delig 
Alas! and did my Savio 
Arise, my soul, arise, 

Beauty of. 
Majestic sweetm 

Birth of. (See Advent.) 

Blood of. (See Passion.) 
Let not the wise their w 
My God, my God, to the 

Brazen Serpent, 
Let earth and heaven a 

Bread of Life. 
Jesus, at whose suprem 
Author of our salvation, 

Brother. 
Children of the heavenl 

Captain of Salvation. 
Hark, how the watchma 
Angel- your march opp 
Soldiers of Christ, arise. 
Onward, Christian soldi 
Stand up, stand up, for 

Character of. 
O worship the King, 
My dear Redeemer and 
Behold where in a niort 

Compassion of. (See 
Love of.) 

Condescension of. [See 
Humanity of and Hu- 
miliation of.) 

Conqueror. 
Our Lord is risen from t 
Look, ye saints, the sigh 
My Saviour and my Kin 
Crge on your rapid cour 

Conquest of. 
He dies, the Friend of si 
Ye humble Bonis that -e 
The >un of righteonsne 
The Lord is risen indee 
Ye faithful souls who J 



114 
119 

120 

12! 
122 

126 

127 



90 
92 
93 
94 
95 
96 
97 
98 
99 
109 
129 
133 
141 
312 
344 
3*6 

154 



314 



141 



242 
244 



45S 



210 

572 
575 
3 -'J 



19 
79 

142 



121 
136 
160 

211 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Loid, when thou didst a 
Our Lord is risen from t 
Hail the day that sees H 
Christ, the Lord, is rise 

CORNER-STONE. 

Christ is made the sure 
Behold the surefoundat 

Coronation of. 
The head that once was 
All hail the power of Je 
f Look, ye saints, the sig 
Jesus, thou everlasting 
Our Lord is now rejecte 

Credentials. 

Behold, the blind their 
Cross of. (See Crucifix- 
ion.) 

Let the world their virt 

thou who hast our sor 
Yam, delusive world, ad 
How can it he, thou hea 
Jesus, keep me near the 

Death of. (See Atone- 
ment and Passion of, 
Crucifixion.) 
Delight in. 
How tedious and tastel 
31 v Jesus, as thou wilt, 
Lord, 1 delight in thee, 

Dependence on. 
Son of God, thy blessing 
Uphold me, Saviour, or 

1 need thee every hour, 

Desire of Nations. 
Hark! the herald angel 
Angels, from the realms 
Come, thou long-expect 

Divinity of. (See God- 
head of.) 

Exaltation of. 
What equal honors shal 
Now to the Lord a noble 
Ye faithful souls, who J 
Now let our cheerful eye 
Hail ! thou once despise 
The head that once was 
All hail the power of Je 
How great the wisdom, 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 
Behold the glories of the 
Redeemer of mankind, 

Example. 
My dear Redeemer and 
Holy Lamb, who thee c 
Out'of the depths to thee 
What grace, O Lord, an 
Behold where in a morta 
When Jesus dwelt in m 
By cool Siloam's shady r 
Sweetly, Lord, have we 

Excellencies of. 
O could I speak the mat 
Majestic sweetness sits e 
My Saviour and my Kin 
Love Divine, all loves e 

Faith in. (See Faith.) 

Following. 
O Thou, to whose all-se 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Foundation. 
Thee will I love, my str 474 
Christ is made the sure 689 
My hope is built on noth 849 

Friend of Sinners. 
One there is, above all o 75 
He dies, the Friend of si 88 
Behold a .Stranger at th 291 
Jesus, the sinner's Frie 334 
Come, O thou Traveller, 360 
What a friend we have 874 

Fullness of. 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
I know that my Redeem 413 
I heard the voice of Jes 843 

Galilean King. 
Hail! thou once despise 129 

Gethsemane. 
Dark was the night and 84 
'Tis midnight; and on 110 

Glory of. (See Exalted.) 
Far as thy name is kno 205 
Let everlasting glories c 682 

Glorying in. 
Salvation, O the joyful s 65 
What equal honors shal 76 
Now to the Lord a noble 78 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 91 
In the cross of Christ I g 101 
Mighty God, while ange 140 
Let earth and heaven a 141 
Come, let us join our ch 143 
Now begin the heavenly 149 
How sweet the name of 153 
Majestic sweetness sits e 154 
Plunged in a gulf of dar 155 
Jesus, I love thy charmi 156 
My Saviour and my Kin 160 
Grace 'tis a charming s 161 
To God, the only wise, 162 
Nature with open volum 164 
Of Him who did salvati 165 
Now, to the Lord who m 166 
Jesus, and shall it ever 495 
" Take up thy cross," the 543 

Godhead of. 
Great God, to me the sig 52 
To us a child, of royal b 70 
He dies, the Friend of s 88 
O Love divine ! what has 96 

Grace. 
Now to the Lord a noble 78 
AYhat grace, O Lord, an 130 
Majestic sweetness sits 154 
Plunged in a gulf of dar 155 
Grace 'tis a charming s 161 
Nature with open volum 164 

Guardian. 
Where high the heaven 773 

Hiding-place. 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 

High Priest. 
Now let our cheerful ey 122 
With joy we meditate t 123 
O thou eternal Victim, s 124 
Now to the Lord, who in 166 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
Jesus,my Advocate abo 809 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

518 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

I know that my Redeem 413 
Where high the heaveul 77d 
Humanity op. 
My dear Redeemer and 79 
O love divine that stoop 82 
Hail the day that sees H 12ft. 
Behold where in a morta 142 
When Jesus dwelt in m 488 
Where high the heaveul 773, 

Humiliation of. 
What equal honors shal 76 
Out of the depths to thee 83 
O sacred Head, now wo 90 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 91 
Bound upon th' accurse 9S 
O Love Divine ! what ha 96 
Would Jesus have the s 97 
Near the cross was Mary 98- 
Behold where in a morta 142 

Image of the Father. 
Mighty God, while ange 140 

lM MANUEL. 

Hark ! the herald angels 63. 

Incarnation. 
Mortals, awake, with an 60 
While shepherds watch 61 
Sing, all in heaven, at J 62 
Hark ! the herald angels 63 
Father, our hearts we 1 66 
Tons this day a Child is 67 
To us a Child of royal bi 70 
Zion, the marvelous sto 135 

Intercession of. 
Now let our cheerful ey 122 
With joy we meditate th 123 

thou eternal Yictim s 1'24 
Before the throne my Sa 125 
Hail the day that sees h 126 
Hail, thou once despised 129 
All hail the power of Je 132 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

1 know that my Redeem 413 
Invitation of. 

I heard the voice of Jesu 843 

Jehovah. 
Great God, to me the sig 52 
Jehovah, God the Fathe 403- 

Jesus. 
To us a Child of royal b 70 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
How sweet the name of 153 
Jesus, I love thy charm 156 
O for a thousand tongue 374 

Judge. 
Lo! He comes, with clo 163 
He comes, lie comes, the 590 

King of Glory. 
Joy to the world— the L 59 
Our Lord is risen from t 121 
Hail the day that sees h 126 
Christ the Lord is risen 127 
All hail the power of Je 132 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 134 
Zion, the marvelous sto 135 
Look, ye saints, the sig 136 
Hark, ten thousand har 137 

King of Saints. 
O worship the King, all 19- 
Ye servants of God, you 20 
Shout the glad tidings, 135- 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Now to the Lord, whom 168 
Come, thou long-expect 778 

KlNG, SOVEREIGN. 

Joy to the world, the L 59 
Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
The head that once was 181 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 134 

Knocking. 
Behold, a stranger at th 291 

Ladder. 
Redeemer of mankind, 159 

Lamb of God. 
Ye' that pass by, heboid 89 
Behold the Saviour of m 94 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
Hail, thou oncedespised 129 
Come, let us join our ch 143 
Behold the glories of the 147 
Just as I am, without o 318 
With glorious clouds en 340 

Leader. 
Guide me, O thou great 460 
Lead, kindly Light, ami 4(12 
Gently Lord, O gently 1 4<;:i 
Give me the wings of fai 637 
Saviour, like a shepher 7U1 

Life. 
How sweetly flowed the 74 
One there is above all ot 75 
Behold the blind their s 7, 
My dear Redeemer and 79 
Holy Lamb, who thee c 89 
Thou art the Way: to th 81 
Dark was the night, and 84 
O Master, it is good to b 85 
When at this distance, 86 
O garden of Olivet, dear 87 
Ye that pass by, behold 89 

sacred Head, now wo 90 
What grace, O Lord, an 130 
Behold where in a mort 142 
Did Christ o'er sinners 319 

1 heard the voice of Jes 843 
Light. 

O Jesus, Light of all nat 146 
My God, the soring of al 401 

word of God inearnat 688 
Sweet hour of prayer, 789 

1 heard the voice of Jesu 843 
Long Suffering of. 

Behold a stranger at the 291 
Depth of mercy can ther 368 
Lord. 
The head that once was 131 
All hail the power of Je 132 

Love for. (See Love.) 

Love of. 
Salvation, O the joyful s 65 
One there is. above all o 75 
"What equal honors shall 76 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 91 
Near the cross was Mary 98 
Hark! the voice of love a 113 
What grace. O Lord, an 130 
Awake, my soul, to jovf 138 
O could I speak the mat 139 
Mighty God, while ange 140 
Let earth and heaven a 141 
Come, let us join ourch 14:; 
Behold the glories of the 147 
Now begin the heavenly 149 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Plunged m a gull of dar 166 

Mv Saviour and my Kin 160 
Of him who did salvatio 166 

Now to the Lord whom 160 
Approach, my soul, the 346 

O Love divine, how swe 356 
Depth of mercy, can the 368 
Hark, my soul, it is the 385 
What shall I do, my Go 390 
How can it be, thou hea 395 
Jesus is our common Lo 406 
Jesns, thy boundless lov 409 
Love Divine, all love- e 444 
Do not 1 love thee, O my 486 
She loved her Saviour "a 4'.»7 
There were ninety and n 844 
What wondrous 'love is 871 
Love to. 
Hark, mv soul, it is the 385 
O 'tis delight without al 388 
O thou God of my salvat 389 
What shall I do my God 390 
O how the love of God at 419 
Thee will I love, my str 474 
Do not I love thee, my 496 
How tedious and tastele 505 
Thou Shepherd of Israel 506 
My Bole possession is thy 562 

Loveliness of. 
What grace. O Lord. and 130 
Jesus, these eyes have n 145 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
Majestic sweetness sits 1"4 
Light of life, seraphic fi 785 

Loving-kindness of. 
Awake, my soul, to joyf 138 

Master. 
Thou Refuge of my soul 533 
Lord, 1 am thine, entire 829 

Mediator. (See Interces- 
sion of.) 
Hail the day that sees H 126 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

Meekness of. 
My dear Redeemer and 79 
What grace, O Lord, an 130 
Behold where in a mort 142 
When Jesus dwelt in m 4»>i 

Mercy of. 
What grace, O Lord, an 130 
Jesus, Redeemer of man 305 
Depth of mercy, can the 368 

Messiah. 
'Tis finished ! The Mess 103 
Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
Lo! He comes, with clo 163 
Hasten, Lord, the glorio 666 

Mighty God. 
Great God. to me the sig 52 
Mighty God, while ange 140 

Ministry of. 
How sweetly flowed the 74 
Behold the blind their a 77 
My dear Redeemer and 79 
Behold where in a mort 142 

Miracles of. (See Min- 
istry of.) 

MOBNING Star. 
Jesus, and shall it ever 495 
We lift our hearts to the 794 

5iy 



84 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Name of. 
All hail the power of Je 132 
How sweet the name of 153 
Jesus, i love thy charmi 156 
O for a thousand tongue 374 
Take the name of Jesus 876 

Nativity. (See Advent.) 

Nearness of. 

Love divine, that stoop 82 
Offices of. 

1 know that my Redeem 118 
Hail, thou once despised 129 
Now to the Lord whom 166 
(See ProjiJiet, Priest, 

King, etc.) 

Olivet. 
O garden of Olivet, dear 87 
'Tis midnight; and on 110 

Our Passover. 
Hail, thou once despised 129 

Passion of. 
Dark was the night, an 
He dies! the Friend of 8 
Ye that pass b\ , behold 
O sacred Head, now wo 
Jesus drinks the bitter 
Bound upon the acenrs 
Behold the Saviour of m 
While in the agonies of 
O love divine, what hast 
Would Jesus have the si 
When I survey the won 102 
'Tisflnished! The Messi 103 
When on Sinai's top 1 s 104 
Sons of God, triumphant 105 
Rock of ages, cleft form 106 
There is a fountain filled 107 
Called from above. I ris 108 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
By faith I to the fountai 111 
Othou whose offering o 112 
Hark! the voice of love 113 
Alas, and did my Savio 344 

Pattern. (See Example 
of.) 

Physician. 
Jesnis, thy far extended 335 

Praise to. (See Praise.) 
Come let us who in Chr 205 
Praise the Saviour, all 677 

Precious. 
O could I speak the mat 139 
Jesus, these eyes have n 145 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
Jesus, f love thy charm 156 
My God, the Spring of a 401 

Priest. 
Ye faithful souls, who J 119 
Now let our cheerful ey 122 
With joy we meditate t 123 

thou eternal Victim s 124 
Before the throne my S 125 
Hail, thou oncedespised 129 
Redeemer of mankind, 159 
Now to the Lord, who m 166 
Jesus, the Conqueror, r 208 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
Jesus, my Advocate abo 309 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

1 know that my Redeem 413 
Where high the heaven! 773 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CHRIST: <.Contin ieit.) 

Prince of Peace. 
Hark the glad sound, th 58 
Hark! the herald angels 03 
To us a Child of hope is 64 
Father, our hearts Ave li 66 
Watchman, teil us of th 678 

Prophet. 
Hark, what mean those 68 
To us a Child of royal bi 70 
How sweetly flowed the 74 
Now to the Lord, who m 166 

Redeemer. 
Mortals, awake, with a 60 
Behold the glories of the 147 
1 know that my Redeem 413 
Sing, O ye ransomed of t 511 

Refuge. 
Rock of ages, cleft for m 106 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
Thou Refuge of my soul 533 

sometimes the shado 867 
What a friend we have 874 

Reigning. 
Joy to the world— the L 59 
He dies ! the Friend of s 88 
The head that once Mas 131 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 134 
Hark, ten thousand har 137 
Jesus shall reign where 658 
Hail to the Lord's anoin 66'J 
Hasten, Lord, the glorio 6(56 
Hark! the song of jubil 671 
Behold, the mountain of 675 

Resurrection of. 
He dies ! the Friend of s 88 
Ye humble souls that se 114 
The Sun of righteousnes 115 
The Lord is risen indee 116 
Come, ye saints, look he 117 

1 know that my Redeem 118 
Ye faithful souls, who J 119 
Our Lord is risen from t 121 
Hail the day that sees H 126 
Christ, the Lord, is rise 127 
The Lord of Sabbath let 255 
Mary to the Saviour's to 870 

Righteousness of. 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
My hope "is built on nodi 849 

Rock of Ages. 
Rock of ages, cleft for m 106 
By faith I to the fountai 111 
Glorious things of thee 206 
My hope is built on noth 849 

Sacrifice. (See Pas- 
sion of.) 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
O thou eternal Victim, s 124 
Alas, and didmySaviou 344 
Arise, my soul, arise, 3S6 

Saviour, the. 
O sacred Head, now wo 90 
O could I speak the mat 139 
My hope, my all, my Sa 569 
(Also see Passion and 
Sacrifice.) 

Second Coming of. 
Hark, ten thousand har 137 
Lo! He comes with clo 163 
He comes! he comes! th 590 
The day of wrath, that 591 



CHRIST: {Continued.) 

Lo! on a narrow neck o 592 
Day of judgment, day o 629 
I long to behold him arr 643 
Hail to the Lord's anoin 660 
O the hour when this m 841 

Session of. 
Ye faithful souls, who J 119 
Now let our cheerful eye 122 

Shepherd. 
The Lord my Shepherd i 527 
Shepherd of tender yout 699 
Saviour, like a shepherd 701 

Son of David. 
How did my heart rejoi 197 
Jesus, if still thou art to 339 

Son of God. 
Father of heaven, whose 50 
Bound upon the accurse 93 

Son of Man. 
Bound upon the accurse 93 

Sorrow of. 
Out of the depths to thee 83 

Suffering. {See Pas- 
sion.) 

Sun of Righteousness. 
Hark ! the herald angels 63 
The Sun of righteousnes 115 
O'er the gloomy hills of 607 

Surety. 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

Sympathy of. 

Love divine, that stoo 82 
Out of the depths to thee 83 
Now let our cheerful ey 122 
With joy we meditate t 123 
Behold where in a mort 142 
Where high the heavenl 773 

Teacher. 
How sweetly flowed the 74 

Temptation of. 
My dear Redeemer, and 79 

The Fountain. 
There is a fountain fille 107 
Called from above, I ns 108 
Forever here my rest sh 408 
Fountain of life, to all b 770 

1 heard the voice of Jes 843 
Transfiguration of. 

O Master, it is good to b 85 
When at this distance, 86 
When on Sinai's top I s 104 

Tree of Life. 
Son of God, thy blessing 459 

Trust in. {See Trust.) 

Unseen, but True. 
Jesus, these eyes have n 145 
Not with our mortal ey 381 
O thou God of my salv'a 389 

Victorious. (See Con- 
queror.) 

W r AY, Truth, and Life. 
Thou art the way : to th 81 
O thou Avhose offering o 112 
Redeemer of mankind, 159 
Jesus, the all -restoring 365 
Jesus, the Life, the Trut 423 
Jesus, my Truth, my W 476 
O thou that wouldst not 604 

520 



CHRIST: (Continued.) 

Weeping. 
Did Christ o'er sinners 319 

W r ILL of. 
My Jesus, as thou wilt, 509 

Word of God. 
O Word of God incarna 688 
CHRISTIAN ACTIVITY : 

Calls to. 
Go, labor on; spend and 501 
O it is hard to work for 513 
Stand up! stand up for 580 

Duty of. 
A charge to keep I have 486 
So let our lips and lives 190 
Teach me, my God and 528 
Am I a soldier of the cr 566 
Work for the night is co 910 

Encouragement in. 
Come, let us anew, Our 457 
CHRISTIAN MINISTRY. 

(See Ministry.) 
CHRISTIANS: (See Saints.) 

Christ the Life of. 
Jesus, we look to thee, 732 

Conflicts of. 
As pants the hart for coo 353 
Jesus, Lover of my soul 354 
O lor a closer walk with 364 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
Am 1 a soldier of the cr 566 

Conquerors through 
Christ. (See Warfare.) 
Awake, my soul, stretch 469 
Soldiers of'Christ, arise! 572 

Duties of. 
Ye servants of the Lord, 485 
A charge to keep I have 486 
So let our lips and lives 490 
Go, labor on; spend and 501 
Teach me, my God and 528 
Encouragements of. 
Children of the heavenl 458 
How Arm a foundation, 546 
Your harps ye tremblin 547 
Example of. 
Rise, O my soul, pursue 465 
So let our'lips and lives 490 
Give me the wings of fa 637 
Fellowship of. (See 

Communion.) 
Graces of. (See Faith, 
Hope, and Love.) 
O for a heart to praise 440 
So let our lips and lives 490 
Father, whate'er of eart 545 
Jesus, my strength, my 777 
Security of. 
Lord, how secure and bl 397 
CHRISTMAS. (S.*c An- 
gels, Song of, and 
Christ, Advent of, and 
Pncarnation of.) 
CHURCH: 
Beloved of God. 
God in his earthly temp 202 
Glorious things of thee 206 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CHURCH: (Continued.) 

On the mountain's top 074 
Great is the Lord our G 1390 

Beloved of Saints. 
I love thy kingdom, Lor 194 
How did my heart rejoi 197 
How pleasant, how divi 203 
People of the living God 749 

Catholicity of. 
The praise of Zionwait 200 
O aught my lot be cast w 207 

Dedication op. (See 
Dedication.) 

Delivered. 
Daughter of Zion, awak 212 

Divine Institution. 
Zion stands by hills suit 195 
The Lord of glory is my 196 
How did my heart rejoi 197 
Blessed are" the souls wh 198 
God is the refuge of his 199 
The praise of Zion wait 200 
Great God attend, while 2ul 
God, in his earthly temp 202 
How pleasant, how divi 203 
Great is our redeeming 204 
Far as thy name is kno 205 
Glorious things of thee 206 

might my lot he cast 2u7 
Divinely Protected. 

God is the refuge of his 199 
Great God, attend while 201 
Arm of the Lord, awak 213 
• Exhorted. 

Awake, Jerusalem, awa 214 

Glory of. 
How pleasant, how divi 203 
Glorious things of thee 20(5 
Jesus, let all thy lovers 498 
Daughter of Zion, from 661 

Increase of. (See Mis- 
sions.) 

Joining the. 

1 love thy kingdom, Lo 194 
O might mv lot he cast 207 
'•Take up thy cross," th 543 
Like Noah's weary dov 73s 
Happv the souls to Jesu 740 

tellme no more, Of th 741 
People of the living God 749 
Witness, ye men and an 753 
Lord I am thine, entirel S29 

Laying of Corner-stone. 

On this stone, now laid 692 
Love to. 

1 love thv kingdom, Lo 194 
The Lord" of glory is my 196 
How did my heart rejoic 197 

Militant. 
Jesus, the Conqueror, re 208 
Hark, how the watchma 209 
A n gels your march oppo 21 
Urge on your rapid con 211 
Daughter of Zion, awa 212 
Arm of the Lord, awak 213 
Awake, Jerusalem, awa 214 

Sect-re. 
"When Israel of the Lor 559 

Triumph of. 
Jesus, the Conqueror, re 208 
Urge on your rapid cou 211 



CHURCH: (Continued.) 

Daughter of Zion, awa 212 
A mighty Fortress is ou 551 
Forward" be our watch w 574 
On the mountain's top 674 
Behold the mountain of 675 
Watchman, tell us of th 678 
Unity of. 
Come, let us join our ch 143 
One sole baptismal sign 193 
The praise of Zion wait 2uu 
God. in Ins earthly tern 202 
Hark, hark, my soul; an 633 
Blest he the tie that bin 751 

CIRCUMSPECTION. 

P>e it my only wisdom h 479 
So let our lips and lives 490 

CLOSE OF SERVICE. (See 

Sermon.) 

To God, the only wise, 162 
Now to the Lord, who m 160 
Saviour, again tothyde 2(36 
Forever here my rest sh 408 
Lord, dismiss us with t 581 
Blest be the tie that bin 751 
CLOSET. [See Medita- 
tion.) 

COLLECTIONS: 

For Missions. 
The nations call ; from 669 
From Greenland's icy m 670 
Praise the Saviour, all y 677 

For the Poor. 
When Jesus dwelt in m 488 
Sow in the morn thy see 500 
Jesus, my Lord, how ri 502 
These mortal joys, how 503 
Father of mercies, send 504 

COLLEGE COMMENCE- 
MENT. 

Come, Father, Son, and 698 
Shepherd of tender von 699 
While we with fear and 703 
COMFORT. (See Afflic- 
tions.) 
COMING TO CHRIST. (See 
Sinners.) 

COMMISSION, APOSTOL- 
IC. 
" Go preach my gospel " 215 

COMMUNION: 
Of Saints. 
What grace, O Lord, an 130 
Come, let us join our ch 143 
I love thv kingdom. Lor 194 
"Take up thy cross/' th 543 
Jesus, we look to thee, 732 
All praise to our redeem 733 
How sweet, how heaven 735 
Saviour of all. to thee w 736 
Come, and let us sweetl 737 
Like Noah' a weary dov 738 
Jesus, great Shepherd o 739 
Happv the souls to Jesu 740 
OtelTme no more. Of t 741 
Jesus, united by thy gra 742 
Christ, from whom all b 743 
Father, at thy foot-tool 744 
'Mid scenes of confusion 745 
God of love, that hear'-t 740 
Giver of concord. Princ 747 

521 



COMMUNION: (Continued.) 
Lo! what an entertain] 748 
People of the living Go 74U 
Try US, O God, and sear 750 

Ble-t be the tie that bin 751 
God of all consolation t 752 
Witness, ye men and an 753 
Our souls", by love toget 754 
Lift up your heart- to t 755 
New every morning i- t 792 
1 love to "tell the story 875 

With Christ. 

Love divine, how sw 356 
Sweet the moments, ric 4(H) 
My God. the spring of a 401 
Lord of earth, thy l'ormi 475 
How tedious and tastele 505 
Thou Shepherd of Israe 506 
Let not the wise their w 514 
My God, my portion, an 518 
How vain are all things 51fl 
Thou hidden love of Go 520 
Come, ye that love the L 521 
From every stormy win 767 

With God. 
My God, the spring of a 401 
Talk with us, Lord, thys 466 

Cheered with thy conve 467 
Nearer, my God," to thee 473 
My God. my Portion, an 518 
Blest hour, when morta 757 
While thee I seek protec 818 
Far from the world, O 819 

1 love to steal awhile aw 820 
O thou great God, wbos 824 

COMPASSION : 
Christian. 
Behold, where in a mort 142 
Jesus, these eyes have n 145 
Arise, my tend'rest thou 301 
When Jesus dwelt in m 488 
Must I my brother keep 499 
Sow in the morn thy see 500 
Jesus, my Lord, how ric 502 
These mortal joys, how 503 
Father of mercies, send 504 
Lord, if thou thy grace 512 
O it is hard to work for 513 

Divine. 

bless the Lord, my sou 6 
My soul, repeat his prai 9 
Praise ye the Lord: 'tis 13 
I'll praise my Maker, w 14 
The pity of the Lord, 28 
Let every tongue thy go 35 
Thv ceaseless, unexhau 46 
Great God! to me the si 52 
Eternal depth of love di 56 

CONFERENCE OF MIN- 
ISTERS. 

Except the Lord con due 227 
And are we yet alive 228 
Jesu-. the truth and po 229 
Jesus, accept the praise 230 
Blessed be the dear unit 231 
And let our bodies part, 232 
CONFESSING CHRIST. 

Holy Lamb, who thee co 80 

1 love thv kingdom. Lor 194 
Jesus, and shall it ever 495 
Do not I love thee. O mv 496 
" Take up thv cross." th 543 
Like Nonii's weai-v dove 738 
Happv the souls to Jesu 740 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CONFESSING CHRIST. 

{Continued.) 

tell me no more, Of th 741 
People of the living (Joel 749 
Witness, ye men and an 753 

CONFESSION OF SIN. 

(See Sin.) 

CONFIDENCE: 

In Christ. 

In the cross of Christ I 101 
Vain, delusive -world, a 391 
Son of God, thy blessing 459 
Cast thy burden on the 468 
Jesus, my Truth, my W 476 
Still stir me up to strive 477 
Jesus to thee I now can 507 
Thou Refuge of my soul 533 
Father, I know that all 544 
How firm a foundation 546 
Jesus, my strength, my 777 

In Providence. 

How Arm a foundation 546 
Through all the changin 550 
Away my unbelieving f 552 
Commie thou all thy gri 554 
Away, my needless fear 555 
Give'to the winds thy fe 556 
Day by day the manna f 558 
When Israel, of the Lor 559 
Though troubles assail, 561 
Prince of Peace, control 567 
Our God is love: and al 734 

CONFLAGRATION, FI- 
NAL. 

The day of wrath, that 591 
Day of wrath, O dreadf 595 
Through sorrow's night 606 
Shall man, O God of lig 634 

CONFLICT. 

Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
Jesus, the Conqu'ror rei 208 
Hark, how the watchm 209 
Angels your march oppo 210 
Urge on your rapid con 211 
Daughter of Zion, awa 212 
Arm of the Lord, awak 213 
Awake, Jerusalem, awa 214 
Thy way, not mine, O L 530 
Deem not that they are 531 
Am I a soldier of the cr 566 
When I can read my titl 571 
Soldiers of Christ, arise 572 
Come on, my partners i 576 
My soul, be on thy guar 578 

1 the good fight have fo 579 
He leadeth me ! O bless 861 
Only waiting till the sh 886 

CONFORMITY: 

To Christ. 

My dear Redeemer, and 79 
Holy Lamb, who thee co 80 
Thou art the Way; to th 81 
Behold where in a mort 142 
Let him to whom we no 407 
Loving Jesus, gentle La 415 
Come, Saviour Jesus, fr 435 
Father, Son, and Holy 436 
Lord in the strength of 437 
O God, what off'ring sha 439 
O for a heart to praise m 440 
Jesus, my life, thyself a 441 



CONFORMITY: (Continued.) 
To the World. 
Vain, delusive world, a 

how the love of God a 
* Bid me of men beware, 

God of love, that hear'st 
CONSCIENCE: 
Guilty. 
Not all the blood of beas 
Thou too.i of God, whose 

Peaceful. 

Lord, how secure and b 
Tender. 

1 want a principle withi 
Jesus, my Saviour, Brot 
Uphold me, Saviour, or I 
Bid me of men beware, 

CONSECRATION: 

Op Possessions. 
W hen I survey the won 
Father, into thy hands a 

Op Self. (See Sanctifi- 
cation.) 
Our God ascends his lof 
My Saviour, how shall I 
\V hen I survey the won 
Alas! and did my Savio 

for a closer walk with 

1 thirst, thou wounded 
How can it be, thou hea 
Let him to whom we no 
My God, accept my hea 
1 would be thine, thou k 
O how the love of God a 
Come, Lord, and claim 
Come, Saviour, Jesus, fr 
Father, Son, and Holy G 
Lord, in the strength of 
O God! what off'ring sh 
Jesus, all-atoning Lam 
God of almighty love, 
Hark the voice of Jesus 
Witness, ye men and an 
Being of beings, God of 1 
Lord, I am thine, entire 
Lord Jesus, I long to be 

CONSISTENCY. 

So let our lips and lives 
My soul, be on thy guar 

CONSOLATION. (See Af- 
flictions.) 
My span of life will soo 
CONSTANCY\ 

Awake, my soul, stretch 
A charge to keep I have 
Teach me, my God and k 

CONTENTMENT. 

Lord, it belongs not to m 
Father, I know that all 
Father, whate'erof eart 
Author of good, we rest 
Day by day the manna 
When Israel of the Lord 
My span of life will soo 
Father, into thy hands a 
Lo ! 1 come with joy to d 
CONTRITION. 

God calling yet! shall I 
O for that tenderness of 
Did Christ o'er sinners 
A broken heart, my God 
, ri99 



564 



CONTRITION. (Continued.) 
AVhen, rising from the b 32(> 
Lord, I despair myself t 3£& 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Sweet the moments, ric 400 
Pass me not, O gentle Sa 852 

CONVERSION: (SeeFaith, 
Justification, Regen- 
eration.) 
Lord, with glowing hea 148 
Just as I am, without o 318 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
I heard the voice of Jes 843 
Gratitude for. 
O for a thousand tongu 374 
Now I have found the g 378 
Thee will I love, my str 474 

CONVICTION OF SIN. 

Come, ye weary sinners 287 
God calling yet! shall I 292 
Jesus, thou all-redeemi 306 
Jesus, thy blessings are 307 
Author of faith, to thee, 308 
Jesus, my Advocate abo 309' 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord 319 
O for that tenderness of 313- 
O that I could repent, W 316 
O that I could repent, O 317 
God is in this and every 322 
Long have 1 seemed to s 323 
A broken heart, my Go 324 
Lord, we are vile, conce 325 
AVhen, rising from the b 326 
Lord,! despair myself t 328 
AVhen shall thy love con 329 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 
Awaked by Sinai's awf 384 

blessed, blessed sound 776 

1 heard the voice of Jes 843 

CORONATION OF CHRIST. 

All hail the power of Je 132 
Look, ye saints, the sig 136 
Jesus, thou everlasting 375 
Take the name of Jesus 876 
Our Lord is iioav rejecte 904 

COUNTRY", OUR. 

righteous God, thou J 720 
Lord, while for all man 721 
Great God of nations, no 727 
My country, 'tis of tnee, 728 
God, bless our native la 729 

COURAGE. 

Urge on your rapid con 211 
Am I a soldier of the cr 5C6 
Soldiers of Christ, arise, 572 
Onward, Christian sold 575 
Stand up ! stand up, for J 580- 
COA 7 ENANT: 
Entering into. 

1 love thy kingdom, Lor 194 
The promise of my fathe 241 
Like Noah's weary dove 738 
O tell me no more of this 741 
People of the living God, 749 
AVitness, ye men and a 753 
O happy day that fixed 827 
Lord, I "am thine entirel 829 

Renewed. 
Come, let us use the gra 717 

CREDENTIALS. (See 
Christ.) 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



CJROSS: 

At the Cross. 
O sacred Head, now wo 00 
Behold the Saviour of m 04 
Near the cross was Mary 08 
When 1 survey the won 102 
When on Sinai's top I se 104 
In evil long 1 took delig 312 
Alas! and aid my Savio 344 
sweet the moments, ric 400 
Lord, I am thine, entire b29 

Banner of the. 
Onward, Christian soldi 575 

Bearing. 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
3Iu>t Jesus bear the cro 542 
"Take up thy cross," th 543 

Glorying in. 
In the cross of Christ I g 101 
When 1 survey the won 102 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
Nature with open volum 164 
Let not the wise their w 514 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
Must Jesus bear the cro 542 
Am I a soldier of the cr 566 
Jesus, keep me near the 866 

Looking to the. 
Bound upon th' accurse 93 
Behold the Saviour of m 94 
"While in the agonies of 95 
O love Divine, what has 96 
"Would Jesus have the s 97 
My Saviour, how shall I 100 
"When I Biirvey the won 102 
In evil long I took delig 312 
Approach, my soul, the 346 
O thou who hast our so 358 
Vain, delusive world, a 391 
Jesus, my Truth, my Wa 476 
Jesus, to* thee 1 now can 507 

Power of. 
The Head that once was 131 

Soldier of. 
Am I a soldier of the cr 566 
Onward, Christian soldi 575 
Stand up! stand up, for 580 
CROSSES. 

Earth, rejoice, our Lord 128 
Lord, it belongs not to m 464 
Lord, I delight in thee, 510 
My soul, with all thy w 524 
Beset with snares on ev 526 
Thy way, not mine, O L 530 
Deem not that they are 531 
O thou, to whose all-sea 534 
'Tis my happiness below 535 
When musing sorrow w 538 

thou who driest the m 539 
Jesus. I my cross have t 540 

1 shall not "want: in des 541 
How firm a foundation, 546 
Your harps, ye tremblin 547 
Author of good, we rest 548 
I worship thee, most gr 549 
Through all the changi 550 
Away, my unbelieving 552 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Away! my needless fea 555 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 
Day by day the manna f 558 
When Israel, of the Lor 569 
Wait, O my soul, thy M 560 
Tho' troubles assail, and 561 



CROSSES. (Continued.) 

My span of life will soon 564 
Why thus impatient to b 565 

Am I a soldier of the cro 566 
Prince of peace, control 567 
Thou Lamb of Cod, thou 568 
My hope, my all, my Sa 569 
Amazing grace, ho*', sw 570 
When 1 can read my tit 571 
Soldiers of Christ, arise, 572 
Come on, my partners in 576 
I the good fight have fo 579 
Our God is love; and all 734 
People of the living God, 74'. > 
Only waiting till the sh 886 

CROWN OF GLORY. 

Awake, my soul, stretch 469 
My sole possession is th 562 
My span of life will soo 564 
Stand up ! stand up, for 580 

CRUCIFIXION: (See 
Christ.) 

Of Christ. 
He dies, the Friend of si 88 
Ye that pass by, behold 89 
O sacred Head, now wo 90 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 91 
Our sins on Christ were 92 
Bound upon th' accurse 93 
Behold the Saviour of m 94 
"While in the agonies of 95 
O Love divine, what ha 96 
"Would Jesus have the si 97 
Near the cross was Mary 98 
From the cross the blood 99 
My Saviour, how shall I 100 
When 1 survey the wond 102 
'Tis finished!" The Mes 103 
When on Sinai's top I se 104 
Nature with open volum 164 

To the World. 
When I survey the won 102 
Ye faithful souls, who J 119 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 

With Christ. 
Jesus, my life, thyself a 441 
DAILY BREAD. 

Day by day the manna f 558 
DARKNESS : 

Providential. 
O thou, to whose all -sea 534 
O thou who driest the m 539 
How firm a foundation, 546 
Away, my unbelieving f 552 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Away! my needless fea 555 
Give "to the winds thy fe 556 
Prince of Peace, control 567 
Our God is love, and all 734 

Spiritual. 
Why should the childre 183 
Jesus, my Advocate abo 309 
God is in this and every 322 
When, gracious Lord, w 337 
Jesus, if still thou art to- 339 
As pants the hart for c* 353 
Jesus. Lover of mv sour, 354 
Sun of my soul, thou Sa 822 

DAUGHTER OF ZION. 

Daughter of Zion, awak 212 
Daughter of Zion, from 661 

523 



DAY : 

Of Birth. 
Come away to the skies, 813. 

Of Death. 
O God, our help in ages 5s:; 
Teach me the measure o 584 
Thee we adore, eternal 585 
Death rides on every pa 586 
Hark! from the tombs a 587 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
And am 1 born to die? 589 
Lo! on a narrow neck of 592 
And am I only born to d 593 
When thou my righteou 594 
shrinking from the cold 600 
Why should we start an 601 
Mow blest the righteous 602 
O thou that wouldst not 604 

Of Grace. 
Vain man, thy fond pur 284 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 289 
Behold a stranger at th 291 
Repent; the voice cele.-t 296 
And will the judge desc 298 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 299 
While life prolongs itsp 300 
Late, late! so late and d 320 

where shall rest be fo 588 
Of Judgment. (See Judg- 
ment.) 

Lo! He comes with clou 163: 
He comes, he comes, the 590 
The day of wrath, that d 501 
Day of wrath, O dreadf 595 
And must I be to judgm 596 
Through sorrow's night 606 
Dav of judgment, day of 629 
Shall man, O God of'lig 634 

Of Pentecost. 
Creator, Spirit, by whos 167 
Jesus, we on the words 168 
Lord, we believe to us a 169 
Let songs of praises fill t 170 
Father, if justly still we 180 
On all the earth thy spir 181 
Great Spirit, bv whose 185 
Lord God, the Holy Gho 188 
DEATH : 

Anticipated. 
Gently, Lord, O gently 1 463 
Teach me the measure o 584 
Thee Ave adore, eternal 585 
Death rides on every pa 586 
Hark! from the torn lis a 587 
And am 1 only born to d 593 
Through sorrow's night 606 
Forever with the Lord, 631 

1 would not live alwav, 647 
Abide with me: fast fall 828 
It may be far, it may be 906 

Bed of. 
O sacred Head, now won 90 

Christ's Presence in. 
Why should w r e start an 601 

Confidence in. 
Lord, it belongs not torn 464 
How firm a foundation, 546 
O God, our help in ages 583 

Conquered. 
He dies, the Friend of si 88 
Christ, the Lord, is risen 127 
Unveil thy bosom, faith 612 
And must this body die 619 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



DEATH: (Continued.) 

Contemplated. 
Shrinking from the cold 600 
Why should we start an 601 
A few more years shall r 603 
Sun of my soul, thou Sa 822 
Beyond the smiling and 889 

Eternal. 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
And am 1 only born tod 593 
That awful day will sur 597 

Thou that wouldst no 601 
Of a Child. 

Co to thy rest, fair child 607 
Thy life I read, my grac 608 
Life is a span, a fleeting 610 
Calm on the bosom of th 615 
"Wherefore should I mak 815 
We shall sleep, but not f 903 

Or a Christian. 
Asleep in Jesus, blessed 599 
How blest the righteous 602 
Unveil thy bosom, faith 612 
Hark ! a voice divides th 613 
Hear what the voice fro 614 
Calm on the bosom of th 615 
Why should our tears in 616 
Why do we mourn depar 618 
And must this body die? 619 
Thou art gone to the era 620 
Lo! the pris'ner is relea 621 
Rejoice for a brother de 622 
Jesus, while our hearts a 623 
What, though the arm o 625 
Co to the grave in all th 626 
It is not death to die, 627 
Servant of Cod, well don 632 
Hark, hark ! my soul, an 633 
Happy soul, thv days ar 840 
We shall sleep,'but not f 903 

Of a Friend. 
Friend after friend depa 617 

Of a Minister. 
What though the arm of 625 
Servant of Cod, well don 632 
Servant of God, well don 655 

Of a Sister. 

Lo! the pris'ner is relea 621 

Ota Young Minister. 
Go to the grave in all th 626 

Of a Young Person. 
When blooming youth is 609 
Life is a span, a "fleeting 610 
The morning flowers dis 611 
Calm on the bosom of th 615 
Go, spirit of the sainted, 624 

Welcomed. 

1 would not live alway, 647 
O mother dear, Jerusale 648 
Jerusalem, my happy ho 649 
There is a land of pure d 650 
On Jordan's stormy ban 651 
Beady for my earthen b 836 
Vital spark of heavenly f 842 

DECLENSION, SPIRITUAL. 
Come, Holy Spirit, heav 178 
Return, O wanderer, ret 293 
O for a closer walk with 364 
Depth of mercy ! can the 



How happy are the new- 
O thou who all things ca 



399 

471 

Saviour, visit thy planta 787 



DEDICATION: 

Of Churches. 
Spirit Divine, attend on 
Christ is made the sure 
Great is the Lord, our G 
Behold the sure foundat 
Behold thy temple, God 
And will the great etern 
The perfect world by Ad 
Lord of hosts, to thee we 

Of Self. (See Consecra- 
tion and Sanctiflca- 
tion.) 
Let Him to whom we no 
Come Saviour, Jesus, fr 
Father, Son, and Holy G 
Lord, in the strength of 
O God, what offering sh 
O happy day that fixed 
Lord, I am thine, entire 

DELAY : 

Danger of. 
Delay not, delay not, O 
Behold, a Stranger at th 

where shall rest be fo 
Of Repentance. 

Vain man, thy fond pur 
Hasten, sinner, to be wis 
Repent, the voice celest 
And will the Judge desc 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 
While life prolongs its 
Late, late, so late ! and d 
When shall thy love con 
And can I yet delay, 
When, gracious Lord, w 

DELIGHT: 

In Christ. 
Loi'd of earth, thy form 
How tedious and tastele 
Thou Shepherd of Israe 
Let not the wise their w 
My God, my portion an 
How vain are all things 
Thou hidden love of Go 

In God. 
Early, my God, without 
Lord, how secure and b 
My God, the Spring of al 
How happy are they wh 
All praise to the Lamb, 
Jesus is our common Lo 
Thee will 1 love, my str 
My God, my life, my lov 

DELIVERANCE: 

Acknowledged. 
God of my life, whose g 
Through all the changin 
My span of life will soo 
God of my life, through 
When all thy mercies, O 

1 saw a way-worn trav 
Prayed for. 

O God, who madest eart 
Angel of covenanted gr 
DEPENDENCE: 
On jurist. 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 
Author of faith, to thee 
In evil long I took delig 
Father, I wait before th 
Wherewith, O Lord, sh 

524 



DEPENDENCE: (Continued.) 
Lord, I despair myself t 328 
Jesus, the sinner's frien 334 
Jesus, thy far extended f 335 

thou who once they fl 336 
Jesus, if still thou art to 339 
With glorious clouds en 340 
While dead in trespasse 341 

1 ask the gift of righteo 342 
How sad our state by n 343 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Father, I stretch my ha 345 
Approach, my soul, the 346 
Jesus, my all, to heaven 350 
Jesus, my Lord, attend 351 
As pants* the hart for co 353 
Jesus, Lover of my soid 354 
Let the world their virt 355 
O love divine, how SAvee 356 
Thou great mysterious 357 
O thou who hast our sor 358 
Come, O thou Traveler u 360 
Yield to me now, for I a 361 

thou in Avhose presen 370 
Son of God, thy blessing 459 
Still stir me up to strive 477 

1 need thee every hour, 851 
On God. 

The God of Abrah'm pr 17 
The God who reigns on 18 
O for a faith that will n 454 
Guide me, O thou great 460 
Cast thy burden on the 468 
DEPRAVITY. (See Sin, 
Original.) 

DESPALR. 

O where shall rest be fo 588 
That awful day will sur 597 

DESPONDENCY. (See 

Christian, Conflicts of.) 

DESTRUCTION OF THE 
WORLD. 

The day of wrath, that 591 
Day of wrath, O dreadf 595 
DEVOTION. 

Lord of earth, thy form 475 
Do not I love thee, O my 496 
How vain are all things 519 
Thou hidden love of Go 520 
Come, ye that love the L 521 

DILIGENCE: 

In Secular Business. 
Teach me, my God and 528 
Forth in thy name, O L 825 
Lo ! I come with joy to d 834 

In Spiritual Life. 
Awake, my soul, stretch 469 
Mv drowsy powers, wh 470 
O thou who all things c 471 
Awake our souls, away 472 
Sow in the morn thy see 500 
Forward ! be our watch 574 

DISCOURAGEMENT. 

O it is hard to work foi 513 
DIVINE MAJESTY. 

My God, how wonderfnl 16 
Eternal Power, who.'ie hi 31 

DOUBTS: 

Deplored. 
When shall thy love eon 329 
And can I yet delay, 330 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



DOUBTS: (Continued.) 

Ah! whit her should I g 331 
'When, gracious Lord, w 837 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 

Removed. 
Behold the blind their s 77 
Come, O thou Traveler u 300 
Yield to me now, for I a 301 
Now I have found the g 378 
All praise to the Lamb, a 40-4 
How firm a foundation 540 
Away, my unbelieving f 552 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Away! my needless fear 555 
Give to the winds thy fe 550 
Though troubles assail, 501 
Prince Of peace, control 507 
Our God is love; and all 734 

DROUTH. 

O Lord, in mercy spare 712 
DUTY. (See Christian.) 

A charge to keep I have 486 

it is hard to work for 613 

1 worship thee, most gra 549 

EARLY PIETY. ' 

In the soft season of thy 280 
Come, Father, Son, and 698 
Saviour, who thy flock a 700 
Saviour, like a shepherd 701 
By cool Siloam's shady r 702 
Me rev descending from 704 
Around the throne of G 892 
I think, when 1 read tha 909 
EASTER. (See Christ, Res- 
urrection of.) 

EBENEZER. 

Come, thou Fount of ev 525 

EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 
How shall the young sec 681 
Come, Father, Son, and 698 
Shepherd of tender you 699 
While we with fear and 703 

ELIJAH. > 

How happy are they w 402 
Cheered with thy co'nve 407 

EMBARKATION. 

Lord, whom winds and 730 
How are thy servants bl 731 

ENCOURAGEMENT: 
To the Christian. 
The God of Abrah'm pr 17 
Earth rejoice, our Lord 128 
Who in the Lord confide 493 
Thy way, not mine, O L 530 
Deem not that they are 531 
When musing sorrow w 538 
O thou who driest the m 539 
How him a foundation 546 
Author of good, we rest 548 
Through all thechangin 550 
Away, my unbelieving 552 
Commit thou a!! thy gri 554 
Away! my needless fear 5.").") 
Give "to the winds thy fe 550 
Day by day the manna f 558 
When Israel, of the L<>r 559 
Wait, O my soul, thy M 560 
Though troubles assail, 501 
My span of life will soo 564 
Why thus impatient to 505 
AmT a soldier of the cr 500 



ENCOURAGEMENT: (Con- 
tinued.) 
Thou Lamb of God, thou 568 
My hope, my all, my Sa 569 
Amazing grace, how sw 570 
When I can read my titl 571 
Soldiers of Christ, arise 572 
Come on, my partners in 570 
I the good right have fou 579 
Our God is love; and al 734 
Only waiting, till the s 886 

To the Penitent. 

Author of faith, to thee 308 
Just as I am, without o 318 
Wherewith, O Lord, sh 321 
Lord, I despair myself t 328 
O my offended God, 332 
Jesus, the sinner's frien 334 
Jesus, thy far extended 335 

thou, whom once they 330 
Jesus, if still thou art t 339 
With glorious clouds en 340 
While dead in trespasse 341 

1 ask the gift of righteo 342 
How sad our state by n 343 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Father, I stretch my ha 345 
Approach, mv soul, the 346 
By thy birth and by thy 318 
Jesus, my all, to heaven 350 
Jesus, my Lord, attend 351 
Jesus, Lover of my soul 354 
Let the world their virt 355 
Pass me not, O gentle S 852 

END: 

Of Life. 

It may not be our lot to 482 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
And am I born to die? 589 
Lo! on a narrow neck o 592 
And am I only born tod 593 
When thou, my righteo 594 
Shrinking from" the cold 600 
Why should we start an 601 
How blessed the righteo 602 
O Thou that wouldst no 604 
Through sorrow's night 600 
Shall man, O God of ligh 634 

Of Time. 

Lo! He comes, with clou 103 
The day of wrath, that d 591 
Day of wrath, O dreadf 595 
Day of judgment, day of 629 

ENEMIES PRAYED FOR. 

Behold where in a mort 142 

ETERNAL LIFE. 

Come, let us join our fri 582 
where shall rest be fo 588 
Jesus, while our hearts a 023 
It is not death to die, 627 
Forever with the Lord, 031 
How happy every child 044 
Owhat a blessed hope is 645 
And let this feeble body 640 
There is a land immorta 653 
Beyond the smiling and 889 

ETERNAL PUNISHMENT. 

O where shall rest he fo 588 
And am I born to die? 589 
And am I only born to d 593 
Day of wrath,* O dreadf n 595 

O Thou that wouldst not 004 

b'lo 



ETERNAL REWARDS. 
O where shall rest be fo 
And am I born to die? 
Lo! on a narrow neck of 
And am I only born to d 
OThou that wouldst not 
It is not death to die, 
And let this feeble body 

ETERNITY. 

O God, our help in ages 
O where shall rest be fo 
Forever with the Lord, 
While with ceaseless co 

EUCHARIST. (See Lord's 
Supper.) 

EVENING. 

Saviour, again to thy de 
Thou Son of God, whose 
All praise to thee, my G 
Omnipresent God ! whos 
Saviour, breathe an even 
The day is past and gon 
Thus far the Lord hath 1 
How do thy mercies clos 
My God, how endless is t 
Now from the altar of o 
Thou, Lord, hast blessed 
Softly now the light of d 
Dread Sovereign, let my 
Fading, still lading, the 
Sun of my soul, thouSav 

EXALTED. (See Christ Ex- 
alted.) 

EXAMPLE. ( See Christ 
and CJiristian.) 

EXHORTATION: 
Mutual. 
u Take up thy cross,"' th 
Christ, from whom all b 
Try us, O God, and sear 
Lift up your hearts to th 
To Sinners. 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 
Sinners, obey the gospel 
Come, O ye sinners, to y 
Come, sinners, to the go 
Ho! everyone that thirs 
O do not let the word de 
Come, ye sinners, poor a 
O turn" ye, O turn ye, fo 
Delay not, delay not, O s 
The voice of free grace c 
Come, humble sinner, in 
Y'e wretched, hungry, st 
Let every mortal ear at 
In the soft season of thy 
Drooping souls, no longe 
The Lord declares his w 
The Saviour calls, let ev 
Vain man, thy fond purs 
Weary souls 'that wand 
What could your Redee 
Sinners, turn, why will y 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 
Behold a stranger at the 
Return, O wanderer, re 
Come, ye disconsolate, 
(Onie, let us who in Chr 
Repi nt, the voice celesti 
Sinners, the voice of Go 
And will the Judge de> 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 
While life prolongs iis pi- 
Arise, my tend'rest thou 
Thou Son of God, whose 
What is the thing of gre 



589 
592 
593 
cut 
0-7 
616 

583 
588 

031 
710 



200 
302 
800 
801 
802 
803 
804 
805 
806 
807 
808 
809 
810 
811 
822 



543 

750 



207 
268 
269 

270 
271 
272 
273 
274 
275 
270 
277 
27S 
27!) 

280 
281 
282 

2S3 

284 
285 
286 

288 
289 

2! II 
2113 

294 
295 
296 

2:17 
298 
299 
300 
301 
302 
303 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



EXHORTATION: {Continued.) 
Come, O thou all-vietori 30-1 
Jesus, Redeemer of man 305 
Jesus, thou all-redeemin 30(3 
Jesus, thy blessings are 307 
Day of judgment, clay of 629 

EXPOSTULATION. 

O turn ye, O turn ye, for 274 
Drooping souls, no long 281 
v, hat could your Redee 286 
Sinners, turn, why will 288 

FAITH: 

Act of. 
Just as I am, without on 318 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
My faith looks up to the 398 

Aspiration of. 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
My faith looks up to the 398 
Give me the wings of fa 637 

Assurance of. (See As- 
surance.) 
There is a fountain fille 107 
How can a sinner know 380 
We by his Spirit prove, 383 
Happy the man that fin 396 
Lord, it belongs not to 464 
AVe know, by faith we k 636 

Confession of. 

Jesus ! and shall it ever b 495 
Jesus, I my cross have t 540 
People of the living God, 749 
Witness, ye men and an 753 

happy clay, that fixed 827 

Foundation of. 
N>>w I have found the gv 378 
How Arm a foundation, 546 
My hope is built on noth 849 

Fruits of. 
So let our lips and lives 490 
Who in the Lord confid 493 
My soul, with all thy wa 524 

1 shall not want: inVlese 541 
I worship thee, most gr 549 

In Christ. 
'Tis finished! The Messi 103 
Sons of God, triumphan 105 
Pock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
There is a fountain fille 107 
Called from above, I rise 108 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
By faith I to the fountai 111 
O'thou whose ofPring on 112 
Hark ! the voice of love 113 
Approach, my soul, the 346 
Jesus, thy Wood and rig 376 
All praise to the Lamb, 404 
Forever here my rest sh 408 
My God, accept" my hea 410 

Justification by. 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
Jn evil long I took delig 312 
Wherewith, O Lord, sh 321 
Jesus, my Lord, attend, 351 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
Let the world their virt 355 
O thou who hast our so 358 
O for a thousand tongue 374 
Jesus, thou everlasting 375 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 



FAITH: (Continued.) 

Author of faith, eternal 377 
O blessed souls are they 379 
How can a sinner know 380 
Behold what wondrous 382 
We by his spirit prove, 383 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

Living by. 
Vain, delusive world, a 391 

for a faith that will n 454 
Jesus, my truth, my wa 476 
Still stir me up to strive, 477 
Jesus, to thee I now can 507 
Give me the wings of fa 637 

Prayer for. 
Spirit of faith, come do 174 
Author of faith, to thee 308 
Just as I am, without on 318 
With glorious clouds/en 340 
How sad our state by n 343 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Father, I stretch my ha 345 
Father of Jesus Christ, 434 
Father, I know that all 544 

Sanctifying. 
God of eternal truth an 234 
Father of Jesus Christ, 434 
Father, I dare believe, 438 
Come, O my God, the pr 449 
Jesus hath died that I m 450 

Triumphant. 
If, Lord, I have accepta 424 
Come on, my partners i 576 

1 the good fight have fou 579 
Weak. 

Long have I sat beneath 311 
Hark! my soul, it is the 385 
Son of God, thy blessing 459 
Jesus, shall I never be 492 

FALL OF MAN. (See De- 
pravity and Original 
Sin.) 

FAMILY WORSHIP: 
Morning. 
Shepherd of tender yout 699 
Saviour, like a shepherd 701 
Awake, my soul, and wi 791 
New every morning i- t 792 
Lord, in the morning th 793 
AYe lift our hearts to the 794 
See how the morning su 795 
Once more, my soul, the 796 
Giver and Guardian of 797 
Awake, my soul, to mee 798 
All praise to thee, my G 800 
Evening. 
Omnipresent God! whos 801 
Saviour, breathe an eve b02 
The day is past and gon 803 
Thus far the Lord hath 1 804 
How do thy mercies clos 805 
My God, how endless is t 806 
Now from the altar of o 807 
Thou, Lord, hast blest in 803 
Softly now the light of d 809 
Dread Sovereign, let my 810 
Fading, still fading, the 811 
I love to steal awhile aw 820 
Sun of my soul, thou Sa 822 

FAREWELL: 
Christian. 
And let our bodies part. 232 
Blest be the tie that bind 751 

526 



FAREWELL: (Continued.) 

God of all consolation, t 752 
Our souls by love togeth 754 
Lift up your hearts to th 755 
God be with you till we 918 

Dying. 

A r ital spark of heavenly 842 
Missionary. 
Yes, my native land, 1 1 917 
FASTS. (See Humiliation.) 

righteous God, thou j u ?20 
FEAR: 

Dispelled. 
Now I have found the g 378 
How firm a foundation, 546 
Through all the changin 550 
Away, my unbelieving f 552 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Away, my needless fear 555 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 
Though troubles assail, 561 

Of God. 

1 want a principle with 478 
Be it my only wisdom h 479 
Jesus, my Saviour, brot 480 
Uphold me, Saviour, or 481 
God of all grace and maj 508 
My soul, be on thy guar 578 

FEAST: 
Gospel. 
Sinners, obey the gospel 268 
Come, O ye sinners, to y 269 
Come, sinners, to the go 270 
Ho! everyone that thirs 271 
Come, ye sinners, poor a 273 
Ye wretched, hungry, st 278 
Let every mortal ear att 279 
All things are ready, co 855 

Of the Lord's Supper. 
The King of heaven his 239 
Let all who truly bear 246 

FELLOAYSHIP: 

Christian. (See Chris- 
tian Fellowship and 
Communion of Saints.) 

With Christ. 
Vain, delusive world, a 391 
Lord of earth, thy form 475 
How tedious and tastele 505 
Thou Shepherd of Israel 506 
Let not the wise their w 514 
My God, my portion, an 518 
How vain are all things 519 
Thou hidden love of God 520 

FIDELITY: 
Ministerial. 
Shall I, for fear of feeble 224 
Saviour of men, thy sea 225 
Equip me for the war, 837 

To Christ, 
Let him to whom we no 407 
Jesus, thy boundless lov 409 
My God, accept my hea 410 
Come, Saviour, Jesus, fr 435 
Father, Son, and Holy G 436 
Lord, in the strength of 437 

. O God, what off'ring sh 439 
Do not I love thee, O my 496 
My soul, with all thy wa 524 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



FOLLOWING CHRIST. 

My dear Redeemer, and 
Thou ait the way, to the 
Behold where ni a mort 
Jesus, I my cross have t 
People of the living God 

FORBEARANCE, CHRIS- 
TIAN . 
Try us, O God; and sear 
Blest be the tie that bin 
FORERUNNER, CHRIST 
OCR. 
Ye humble souls that se 
Ye faithful souls, who J 

thou eternal Victim, si 
Hail the day that Bees h 

FORGIVENESS. [See Sin- 
ner and Faith, Justi- 
fication by.) 

FORMALITY. 

Long have I seemed to s 

FORSAKING ALL FOR 

CHRIST. 
When I survey the wond 
Jesus, 1 my cross have t 

People of the living God, 

FORTITUDE. 

Wait. O my soul, thy Ha 
Why thus impatient to b 
Am'l a soldier of the cro 
Thou Lamb of God. thou 
Amazing grace, how sw 
When I can read my titl 

FOUNDATION, CHRIST 
THE. 

Rock of Ages, cleft form 
How sweet the name of 
A mighty fortress is our 
Behold the sure Founds 
My hope is built on noth 
FOUNTAIN: 
Of Being. 

Great God, to me the sig 
Of Blood. 

There is a fountain filled 
The voice of free grace 

■Of Life. 

Fountain of life to all be 

-Of Living Water. 

Glorious things of thee a 
Come, ye disconsolate, w 

1 heard the voice of Jesu 

Opened. 

Rock of A ges, cleft for m 
There is a fountain tilled 
Called from above, I ris 
By faith I to the Founta 
FOURTH OF JULY. 

Lord, while for all man 
My country, 'tis of thee, 
God bless our native Ian 

FRAILTY OF MAN. {See 

Life.) 

FRIEND OF SINNERS. 
One thei*e is above all ot 
Behold a Btranger at th 
Jesus, the sinner's Frieu 



52 



FRIENDSHIP, CHRIS- 
TIAN. 
How did my heart rejoi 197 
Jesus, united by thy gra 742 
Christ, from Whom all b 743 
Father, at thy footstool 744 

God of love, that hear'st 740 

Giver of concord, Brine 747 
Lo! what an entertainin 748 
People of the living God 74S) 
Try us, O God, and sear 750 

FUNERAL. {See Death.) 

Come, let us join our fri 582 
One sweetly sole"hm tho 605 
Why should our tears i 616 
Thou art gone to the gr 620 
We shall sleep, but not f 903 

GARMENT OF SALVA- 
TION. 

Awake! Jerusalem, aw 214 

GENTILES CALLED. 

Lord over all, if thou ha 6G4 
Hark! the song of Jubil 671 

GENTLENESS. 

Loving Jesus, gentle La 415 
Jesus, united by thy gra 742 
Giver of concord, Prince 747 
Speak gently, it is bette 911 

GETHSEMANE. {See 
Christ.) 

GIFTS, SPIRITUAL. 

Son of God, thy blessing 459 
So let our lips and lives e 490 
O Thou, who earnest from 515 
Father, to thee my soul 529 

GLORIA IN EXCELSIS. 

Glory be to God on high 252 

GLORY OF GOD, 

O worship the King, all 19 
Lord, thy glory fills the 25 
O God, thou bottomless a 32 
The spacious firmament 38 
Parent of good ! thy bou 57 

GLORYING IN THE 
CROSS. 
While in the agonies of 95 
In the cross of Christ I g 101 
When I survey the won 102 
Nature with open volum 164 
Jesus, keep me near the 866 

GOD: 

Adoration of. 
Holv, holy, holv, Lord G 5 
O Thou, whom all thy sa 10 
Come. O my soul, in'sac 12 
Our God ascends his loft 15 
My God, how wonderfu 16 
This, this is the God we 23 
Praise the Lord, ye heav 24 
Eternal power whose hi 31 
Before Jehovah's awful 55 

All in All. 
My God, the Spring of a 401 
M y G od , m y Life, m y love 517 
My God, my portion, an 518 
Father, to thee my soul 529 

Almighty. {See Omnip- 
otent.) 

Ancient of Days. 
Come, thou almighty Ki 1 



GOD: {Continued.) 

Attri bites OP. (See DiJ- 
ferrent Attribute*.) 
My God, how wonderful 16 
Father, how wide thy gl 42 
High in the heavens, ete 49 

Being of. 
A thousand oracles Divi 2 
The spacious firmament 38 
The heavens declare thy 680 

Communion with. (.See 
Communion.) 
O for a closer walk with 364 
More love to thee, O Chr 416 
O how the love of God at 419 
Come, Lord, and claim in 421 
Great God, indulge my h 772 

Compassion of. 
My soul, repeat his prai 9 
The pity of the Lord, 28 
Parent of good ! thy bou 57 

Condescension of. 
My God, how wonderful 16 
Before Jehovah's awful 55 
Eternal depth of love di 56 

Creator. 
I'll praise my Maker wh 14 
The spacious firmament 38 

Decrees of. 
God moves in a mysteri 43 

Deliverer. 
Guide me, O thou great 460 
Sing, O ye ransomed of t 511 

Eternity of. 
My God, how wonderful 16 
O God, thou bottomless 32 
Shall foolish, weak, shor 37 
Ere mountains reared t 53 
O God, our help in ages 583 

Existence of. {See Be- 
ing of.) 

Faithfulness of. 
The God of Abraham pr 17 
Let us with a gladsome 21 
Thy ceaseless, unexhaus 46 
To God, the only wise, 162 
Cast thy burden on the 468 
How firm a foundation, 546 
Through all the changin 550 

Father. 
Since all the varying sc 44 
Father of heaven, whoa 54 
Behold what wondrous 382 

Fear of. 
God of all grace and ma 508 

Forbearance of. {See 
Long -suffering of.) 

Gentleness of. 
How gentle God's comm 553 

Glory of. 
O worship the King, all 19 
Lord, thy glory fills the h 25 
Father, how wide thy gl 42 
Teach me, my God and 528 
Thee we adore, eternal 585 
The heavens declare thy 0b0 

Goodness of. 
O bless the Lord, my so 6 
I'll praise my Maker wh 14 
Let us with a gladsome 21 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



GOD: (Continued.) 

Let every tongue thy go 35 

Shall foolish, weak, shor 37 

Since all the varying see 44 

How gentle God's comni 553 
Grace of. 

My soul, repeat His prai 9 

Let every tongue thy go 35 

Thy ceaseless, unexhau 46 

High in the heavens, ete 49 
Great God! to me the sig 52 

Eternal depth of love ui 56 

Lord, with glowing hea 148 

Gratitude to. 

O bless the Lord, my sou 6 

O God, our strength, to t 41 

Greatness of. 

O God, thou bottomless 32 

shall foolish, weak, shor 37 

Infinite God, to thee we 39 

Guidance of. 
Far as thy name is kno 205 
Gnhle me, O thou great 460 
Lead, kindly Light, amid 462 

Helper. 
Through all the changin 550 
O God, our help in ages 583 

Holiness of. 
Holy, holy, holy, Lord G 5 
Our God ascends his loft 15 
Holy as thou, O Lord, is 54 
Thee we adore, eternal 585 
Lord, in the morning th 793 

Immutable. (See Un- 
changeable. 

Incomprehensible. 
O God, thou bottomless a 32 
Shall foolish, weak, shor 37 
God moves in a mvsteri 43 
Thy way, O Lord, is in t 45 
Father of heaven, whos 50 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 

Infinite. (See Eternal 
and Greatness of.) 

Jehovah. 
Father of Heaven, whos 50 
Guide me, O thou great 460 

Judge. (See Christ.) 

King of Glory. 
Lord, thy glory fills the h 25 
Eternal depth of love di 56 

King of "Nations. 
O thou, whom all thy sa 10 

Longing for. 
More love to thee, O Chr 416 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 473 
Great God, indulge my h 772 

Long-suffering of. 
God calling yet! shall I 292 
Depth of mercy, can the 368 

Love of. 
My God, how wonderful 16 
God is love! His mercy 26 
There's a wideness in G 27 
The pity of the Lord, 28 
Father in whom we live, 29 
Shau foolish, weak, shor 37 
Since all the varying see 44 
Thy ceaseless, unexhaus 46 
Eternal depth of love di 56 



GOD: (Continued.) 

Parent of good ! thy bou 57 
Great is our redeeming 204 
Now I have found the g 378 
Thou hidden love of God, 520 
O God, my God, my all t 823 

Majesty of. 

O worship the King, all 19 

Lord, thy glory fills the 25 

Shall foolish, weak, shor 37 

The Lord, our God, is cl 51 

Before Jehovah's awful 55 

Mercies of. 
O bless the Lord, my sou 6 
My soul, repeat his prai 9 
Let us with a gladsome 21 
Eternal Source of every 716 
My God, how endless is 806 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

Mercy of. 
My soul, repeat His pra 9 
Praise ye the Lord; 'tis 13 
I'll praise my Maker wh 14 
Let us with a gladsome 21 
There's a wideness in G 27 
The pity of the Lord, 28 
Let every tongue thv go 35 
Shall foolish, weak, short 37 
Great God, to me the sig 52 
O thou whose mercy giu 523 

Omnipotent. 
Come, O my soul, in sac 12 
The Lord, our God, is cl 51 

Omnipresent. 
Lord, all I am is known 33 
God is in this and every 3?2 
They who seek the thron 784 

Omniscient. 
Lord, all I am is known 33 
Since all the varying see 44 
Jesus, where'er thy peo 768 

Pity of. (See Compas- 
sion of.) 

Portion. 
My God, the spring of a 401 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 473 
My God, my portion, an 518 
While thou, O my God, 557 

Praise to. ('See Praise.) 
My soul, repeat His pra 9 
I'll praise my Maker wh 14 
The praise of Zion waits 200 

Presence of. 
Great is our redeeming 204 
Welcome, sweet day of r 253 
From all that dwell belo 659 

Providence of. 
Let us with a gladsome 21 
The Lord my pasture sli 40 
God moves in a mvsteri 43 
Since all the varying see 44 
Thy way, O Lord, is in t 45 
Peace, troubled soul, tho 48 
High in the heavens, ete 49 
While thee I seek, prote 818 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

Reconciled. 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 

Refuge. 
God is the refuge of his 199 
A mighty fortress is our 551 

* 528 



GOD: (Continued.) 
Rock. (See Christ.) 
Holy as thou, O Lord, is 54 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
My hope is built on noth 849 
O sometimes the shadow 867 

Safety in. 
Through all the changin 550 
O God, our help in ages 583 

Self-existence. 
Holy as thou, O Lord, is 54 

Shepherd. (See Christ.) 

Sovereign. 
Come, sound His praise 7 
Before Jehovah's awful 55 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 

Spirituality. 
Shall f ooli sh, weak, shor 37 

Sun and Shield. 
Great God, attend while 201 

Supreme. 
Come, thou almighty Ki 1 
Before Jehovan's awful 55 

Truth of. 
I'll praise my Maker wh 14 
High in the heavens, ete 49 

Unchangeable. 
Praise the Lord, ye heav 24 
The pity of the Lord, 28 

O God, thou bottomless 32 
O God, our help in ages 583 

Walking with. (See Com- 
munion.) 

for a closer walk with 364 
Thou my everlasting po 872 

Watchful Care of. (See 
Providence of.) 
Before Jehovah's awful 55 
How gentle God's comm 553 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 
Give to the winds thvfe 556 
When Israel of the Lord 559 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

Will of. 
The Lord our God is clo 51 
Thy way, not mine, O L 530 
Father, whate'er of eart 545 

1 worship thee, most gra 549 
Away, my needless fear 555 
Prince of peace, control 567 

Wisdom of. 
Come, O my soid, in sac 12 
God is love; his mercy b 26 
God moves in a mvsteri 43 
Since all the varying see 44 
To God, the only wise, 162 

Works of. 
O worship the King, all 19 
The spacious firmament 38 
The heavens declare thy 680 

GOOD WORKS. 

It may not be our lot to 482 
So let our lips and lives 490 
Go, labor on; spend and 501 

GOSPEL: 

Blessings of. 
Blest are the souls who 198 
Great God, attend while 201 
How rich thy bounty, K 223 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



C.OSPEL: (Continued.) 

Call. 
Hark how the watchme 209 
Come, ye sinners, to y 269 
O do not let the word a 272 
O turn ye, turn ye, io 274 
Delay not, delay not, O 275 
The voice of free grace 27G 
Come, humble sinner, i 277 
In the soft season of th 280 
Drooping souls, no long 2M 
The Lord declares his \v 282 
The Saviour calls, let e 28S 
Vain man. thy fund pur 2^4 
Weary Bonis that wande 285 
What could your Redee 286 
Sinners, turn, why will 288 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 289 
Behold, a stranger at th 291 
Return. O wanderer, re 293 
Come, let us who in C'hr 295 
Repent, the voice celest 29(5 
Sinners, the voice of Go 297 
And will the Judge desc 298 
"While life prolongs its p 300 
Arise, my tenderest tho 301 
Thou Son of God, whose 302 
What is the thing of gre 303 
Come. O thou all-victori 304 
Jesus, Redeemer of man 305 
Jesus, thou all-redeemi 30(5 
Jesus, thy blessings are 307 
Day of judgment, day o (529 

Feast. 
Sinners, obey the gospel 268 
Come, sinners, to the go 270 
Ho: everyone that thir 271 
Come ye sinners, poor a 273 
Ye wretched, hungry st 278 
Let every mortal ear at 279 
All things are ready, co 855 

Fkeeness of. 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
The voice of free grace 276 
Great God the nations o 656 

Fullness of. 
There's a wideness in G 27 
The voice of free grace 276 
Come, ye disconsolate w 294 

Invitations of. 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
Sinners, obey the gospel 268 
Come, O ye sinners, to y 269 
Come, sinners, to the go's 270 
Ho! every one that thir 271 
O do not iet the word de 272 
Come, ye sinners, poor a 273 
O turn' ye. O turn "ye, fo 271 
Come, humble sinner in 277 
Let every mortal ear at 279 
Are you" staying', safely 847 
All things are ready, cb S55 

Jubilee. 
Blest are the souls who 19? 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 

Message. 
Shout the glad tidings 135 
•• Go preach my gospel " 215 

Power of. 
My dear Redeemer and 79 

Spread of. 
Salvation, O the joyful s 65 
Lord over all. if thou ha 664 
The morning light is bre 665 

34 H T 



GOSPEL: (Continued.) 

Hasten, Lord, the glorio 666 
O'er the gloomy bids of 667 
Behold the mountain of 675 
Thou, whose almighty w 676 
Bee how great a flame a 679 

Triumph of. (See King- 
dom of Christ.) 
The morning light is bre 665 
Hasten, Lord, the glorio 666 
The heavens declare thy 680 

Trumpet. 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 

Warning of. 
Delay not, delay not, O 275 
GRACE:' 

Aspirations for Divine. 
(See Aspirations.) 

Converting. 
Lord, with glowing hea 148 
Holy Ghost, with light cl 187 
Come, thou Fount of eve 525 

Falling from. (See Back- 
sliding and Apostasy.) 
O that I could repent, 316 
Ah! Lord, with trembli 491 

Free. 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
The voice of free grace 276 

Fullness of. 
There's a wideness in G 27 
Come, ye sinners, poor a 273 
Come, ye disconsolate, 294 

Growing in. 
The God of Abrah'm pr 17 
The God who reigns on 18 
Behold where in a mort 142 
My Saviour, mv almigh 144 
Holv Spirit, faithful gu 190 
More love to thee, O Ch 416 
Rise, my soul, and stret 455 
In every time and place 456 
Come, let us anew our jo 457 
Children of the heavenl 458 
Son of God, thy blessing 459 
Guide me, O thou great 460 
Lead, kindly light, ami 462 
Gentlv, Lord, O gentlv 1 463 
Talk with us, Lord, thy 466 
Cheered with thy conve 467 
Awake, my soul, stretch 469 
My drowsy powers, wh 470 
O thou who all things c 471 
Awake, our souls, away 472 
Nearer, mv God, to thee 473 
So let our lips and lives 490 
Sing, O ve ransomed of 511 
O thou to whose all-sea 534 
Saviour, more than life 878 

Justifying. 
Rock of Ages, cleft for 106 
How sad our state by na 343 
Father. I stretch my ha 345 
Jesus. Lover of my soul 354 
Let tbe world their virt 355 
My faith looks up to the 398 

Magnified. 
Awake, my soul, to joyf 138 
Grace, 'tis a charming s 161 
Sweet the moments, ric 400 
Come, ye that love the L 521 
Come, "thou Fount of ev 525 

529 



GRACE: (Continued.) 

Awake, and sing the so 578 
1 heard the voice of Jes 843 
We praise thee, O God! 86y 

Quickening. 
Come, Holy Spirit, hea 178 

Redeeming. 
The counsels of redeem 685 

Reviving. 
Come, Holv Spirit, com 176 
Lord God, "the Holv Gho 188 
AVe praise thee, O'God! 869 

Sanctifying. 
Come, Holy Spirit, heav 178 
Holy Ghost, with light d 187 
Let him to whom we no 407 
O joyful sound of gospe 427 
Jesus comes with all his 428 
God of all power, and tr 429 
O God, most merciful a 430 
Give me a new, a perfec 432 
Holv, and true, and righ 433 
Father of Jesus Christ 434 
Come, Saviour, Jesus, fr 435 
Father, Son, and Holv 436 
Lord, in the strength of 437 
Nearer, my God, to thee 473 

thou, to whose all sear 534 

1 am thine, O Lord; I h 873 

Saving. 
Salvation, O the joyful s 65 
Now to the Lord a noble 78 
How sweet the name of 153 
Jesus, I love thy charm 156 
Grace, 'tis a charming s 161 
Amazing grace! (how s oTO 

Sovereign. 
Grace, 'tis a charming s 161 

Sustaining. 
How sweet the name of 153 
Jesus, I love thy charmi 156 
Redeemer of mankind w 159 
My hope, my all, my Sa 569 

GRACE OF CHRIST. (See 
Christ.) 

GRACES. (See Christian, 
Faith, Hope, and 
Love.) 

GRATITUDE. 

O bless the Lord, mv so 6 
O God, our strength, to 41 
Now to the Lord a noble 78 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 91 
O could I speak the mat 139 
Lord, with glowing hea 148 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
How sweet the name of 153 
Majestic Bweetness sits 154 
Plunged in a gulf of da 155 
Jesus, I love thy charm 156 
Grace, 'tis a charming s 161 
Nature with open volu 164 
Of him who did salvati 165 
Come, thou Fount of ev 525 
Amazing grace! (how 8 570 
God of my life, through 831 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

GRAVE. (See Death and 
Funeral Hymns.) 
There is a calm for thos 630 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



GRIEF. 

When waves of trouble 536 
In trouble and in grief, 537 
When musing sorrow w 538 
Othou who driest the m 539 
Commit thou all thy gri 554 

GRIEVING THE SPIR- 
IT. {See Holy Spirit.) 

GUIDANCE, DIVINE: 
Recognized. 
The Lord mv Shepherd 527 
Father, I know that all 544 
While thee I seek, prote 818 
He leadeth me, O blesse 861 
Sought. 
I hear thy word with lo 30 
Come. Holy Spirit, heav 178 
Guide me.'O thou great 460 
Lead, kindly light, ami 462 
Gently, Lord, O gently 1 463 
Jesus,' my Saviour, Brot 480 
Saviour, like a Shepherd 701 

GUILT. (See Sin.) 

HAPPINESS. (See Joy.) 

Happy the man that fin 396 
How happy are the new 399 
'Tis my happiness below 535 
How happy every child 644 
How happy is the pilgri 839 

HARVEST: 
Material. 
Through all the lofty sk 723 
Praise to God, immorta 724 
Spiritual. 
It may not be our lot to 482 
Sow iii the morn thy se 500 
These mortal joys how s 503 

HEALER OF THE* SOUL. 
Jesus, thy far-extended 335 
O thou, whom once they 336 
Jesus, if still thou art 339 
While dead in trespasse 341 

HEALTH RESTORED. 

When all thy mercies, O 832 

HEARING THE WORD. 

Long havo I sat beneath 311 
Father, behold with gra 315 
Lord, we come before th 756 

HEART: 
Change OF. (See Regen- 
eration.) 
Cleansed. 
Come, Holv Spirit, com 176 
Holy Ghost, with light 187 
Blest are the pure in he 418 
O for a heart to praise 440 
Contrite. 
Show pity, Lord, O Lor 310 
A broken heart, my Go 324 
Lord, we are vile, cbnce 325 
When rising from the b 326 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 
Hardness Lamented. 
Jesus, mv Advocate abo 309 
O for that tenderness of 313 
O that I could repent, 316 
O that I could repent! O 317 
God is in this and ever 322 
O for a glance of heave 327 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 
Awaked by Sinai's awf 384 



HEART: (Continued.) 
New. 
We by his Spirit prove, 
The thing my God doth 
Give me a new, a perfec 
O for a heart to praise 
Surrender of. 
God calling yet! shall I 

HEATHEN : 

Hark ! what mean those 
Arm of the Lord, awak 
From Greenland's icy m 
Converted. 
Lord, if at thy comman 
Lord over all, if thou ha 
O'er the gloomy hills of 
Assembled at thy great 
The nations call ! from s 
Hark! the song of jubi 
Go, ye messengers of G 
Praise the Saviour, all y 
Watchmen, tell us of th 

HEAVEN: 
Anticipated. 
When I can readmytitl 
One sweetly solemn tho 
What sinners value, I re 

what a blessed hope i 
And let this feeble body 

1 would not live alwaV 
Lord, I care not for rich 

Blessedness of. 
The saints who die of C 
Give me the wings of fa 
Pure are the joys above 
How happy every child 
There is aland of pure 
Brief life is here our po 

Home. 
Forever with the Lord 
We know, by faith we k 
There is a land mine ev 
Jerusalem, my happy h 
Jerusalem, the golden, 
There is a land immorta 
'Mid scenes of confusion 
My home is in heaven, 
Beyond the smiling and 
Up to the bountiful Giv 
My heavenly home is br 
I will sing you a song of 

Longed for. (See Aspi- 
rations.) 
I long to behold him arr 

when shall I see Jesus 

1 am far frae my name 
Nearness to. 

Your harps, ye tremblin 
A few more years shall 
One sweetly solemn tho 
Away with our sorrow 
Prospect of. 

mother dear, Jerusal 
On Jordan's stormy ban 
We speak of the land of 
When shall we meet ag 
There's a land that is fa 

1 have read of a beautif 
Purity of. 

Pure are the joys above 
Rest of. 
Thine earthly Sabbaths 
When I can read my titl 

530 



HEAVEN: {Continued.) 

There is a calm for thos 630 
There is an hour of peac 635 
Brief life is here our po 654 
How happy is the pilgri 839 
In the Christian's home 902 

Security of. 
Thine earthly Sabbaths 264 

Society of. 
Come, let us join our fri 582 
Give me the wings of fa 637 
What are these arrayed 641 
Brief life is here our po 654 

Songs of. 
Hark, hark, my soul ! a 633 
HEAVENLY MINDED- 
NESS. 
Come, let us join our fri 582 
How happy every child 644 
O what a blessed hope is 645 
And let this feeble body 646 
How happy is the pilgri 839 
HEIRSHIP. (See Adoption.) 
HELL. 

Jesus, mv Advocate abo 309 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
And am I born to die? 589 
And am I only born to d 593 
That awful dav will sur 597 
O Thou that wouldst no 604 
HELPLESSNESS. 

Thou seest my feeblenes 483 
HIDDEN LIFE. 

Ye faithful souls who Je 119 
O what a blessed hope is 645 
God of all consolation 752 
HOLINESS. (See God, 
Heaven, Sanctifica- 
tion, and Saints.) 
What is our calling's glo 422 
O joyful sound of gospel 427 
Holv Lamb, who thee re 442 
When, mv Saviour, shal 443 
HOLY SCRIPTURE. (See 
Bible, Scriptures, and 
Word of God.) 
HOLY SPIRIT: 

Absence of. 
Stay, thou insulted Spir 192 
O for a closer walk with 364 

Anointing of. 
Come, Holy Ghost, our h 171 

Comforter. 
Creator, Spirit, by whos 167 
Jesus, we on the'words 168 
Lord, we believe to us a 169 
Let songs of praises fill 170 
Why should the childre 183 
Great Spirit, bv whose 185 
Holv Ghost, with light d 187 
O for a heart of calm re 420 

Creator. 
Creator, Spirit, by whos 167 

Descent of. 
Lord God, the Holv Gho 188 
O Spirit of the living Co 191 

Divine. 
Creator, Spirit, by whos 167 
Holy Ghost, dispe'l our s 186 
Holv Ghost, with light d 187 
Lord God, the Holy Gho 188 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



HOLY SPIRIT: (Continued.) 
Earnest of. 

Why Bhould the children 183 
Enligutener. 
Come, Holy Ghost, our h 171 
Spirit Divine, attend on 172 
Holy Ghost, with light d 1S7 

Fruits of. 
Father, if justly still we 180 
On all the earth thy Spi 181 
Great Spirit, by whose 185 
Holy Ghost, dispel our s 186 

Grieving the. 
Stay, thou insulted Spir 192 
God of all grace aud ma SOS 

Guidance of. 
1 hear thy word with lo 30 
Jesus, Ave on the words 168 
Come, Holy Spirit, heav 178 
Celestial Dove, come fr 179 
Holy Spirit, faithful Gu 190 

Indwelling. 
O come and dwell in me 177 
Why should the children 183 

Influence of. 
Come, Holy Spirit, com 176 
Come, Holy Spirit, heav 178 
Holy Ghost, dispel our s 186 
Love divine, all loves ex 444 

Inspiration. (Seelnspi- 
r at ion.) 

Interpreter. 

Come, Holy Ghost, our 171 
T.ie Spirit breathes upo 173 

Invocation of. 
Come. Holv Ghost, in L 182 
Holy Ghost, with light d 187 

Invoked. (See Prayer.) 

Offices. (See Guidance, 
Inspiration, Witness, 
etc.) 

Outpouring Desired. 
Father, if justly still we 180 
On all the earth thv Spi 181 
O Spirit of the living G 191 

Prated for. (See Prayer.) 

Regenerating. 
Come, Holy Spirit, come 176 

Sanctifting. 

Spirit Divine, attend ou 172 
Come, Holv Ghost, all-q 175 
Come, Holy Spirit, come 176 
O come and dwell in me 177 
Come, Holy Spirit, heav 178 

"Spirit of Faith. 

Spirit of faith, come do 174 

Spirit of Holiness. 
Come, Holy Ghost, all-q 175 
Come, Holy Spirit, com 176 
O come, and dwell in me 177 
Father, if justly still we 180 

Striving. 

God calling yet! shall I 292 

Stmbols of. 

Spirit Divine, attend ou 172 

Witness and Seal. 
Jesus, we on the words 168 
Come, Holy Ghost, all-q 175 



HOLY SPIRIT: (Continued.) 

come, and dwell in m 177 
Why should the childre 188 
Sovereign of all the wor 184 
Come, Holy Ghost, my s 189 
Thou great mysterious 357 
'Tis a thing I long to kn 362 
How can a sinner know 3S0 
We by his Spirit prove 383 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
How happy are the new- 399 
How happy every child 644 

HOPE: 
Aspirations of. 
In the cross of Christ I 101 
Jesus, Lover of my soul 354 
Behold what wondrous 382 
A few more years shall 603 
Hark! a voice from Ede 891 

In Affliction. (See Af- 
flictions.) 

In Christ. 

Your harps, ye tremblin 547 
Away, my unbelieving f 552 
Away! my needless fear 555 
My hope, mv all, my Sa 569 
My hope is built on noth 849 

In Death. (See Death.) 
In God. 

God is the refuge of his 199 
Father, whate'er of eart 545 
Your harps, ye tremblin 547 
Give to the winds thy fe 556 

Of Heaven. 

Come on, my partners in 576 
What are these arrayed 641 
Away with our sorrow 642 
How'happv every child 644 
And let this feeble body 646 

1 would not live alway 647 
Jerusalem, my happy h 649 
There is a land of pure 650 
On Jordan's stormy ban 651 

Of Perfect Love. 
Ye ransomed sinners, h 42^ 
O joyful sound of gospel 427 
Jesus comes with all his 428 
O glorious hope of perfe 431 
My hope is built on noth 849 
Hark! a voice from Ede 891 

HOUSE OF GOD: 

Dedication to Worship. 
Great is the Lord our G 690 
Behold the sure Founda 691 
On this stone, now laid 692 
Behold thy temple, God 693 
And will the srreat eter 694 
The perfect world by A 695 
Lord of hosts, to thee" we 696 
Come, O thou God of gra 697 

Founded. 

Christ is made the sure 689 
Not Made with Hands. ■ 

We know, by faith, we 636 

HUMILIATION": (See 
Christ.) 

National. 
O righteous God, thou J 720 
Dread Jehovah! God of 722 

dol 



HUMILITY: 

Holy, holy, holy Lord, 5 
Eternal power, whose hi 31 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord 310 
Depth of mercy, can the 368 
Sweet the moments, ric 400 
O God, most merciful an 480 
Holy and true, and righ 433 
When, my Saviour, shal 443 
Nearer, my God, to thee 473 
Lord, if thou thy grace i 512 
Pass me not, O gentle Sa 852 

Of Christ. (See Christ.) 
HYPOCRISY. 

Lord, all I am is known 33 

ILLUMINATION, SPIRIT- 
UAL. 

The Spirit breathes upo 173 
Author of faith, to thee 308 
Jesus, ray Advocate abo 309 
Father, I wait before th 314 
As pants the hart for co 353 
Thou great mysterious 357 
Come, O thou Traveler u 360 
Yield to me now, for I a 361 
O thou in whose presenc 370 
Father of all, in whom a 683 

IMMORTALITY. 

Hark, mv soul ! it is the 385 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
Through sorrow's night 606 
The morning flowers di 611 
It is not death to die,— 627 
There is a calm for those 630 
Forever with the Lord! 631 
Brief life is here our por 654 

IMPORTUNITY. (See 
Prayer.) 

IMPUTATION. 

Not all the blood of beas 109 
Hail! thou once despise 129 
Alas! and did my Savio 344 
Arise, my soul, a'rise, 386 

INCARNATION. (See 

Christ.) 
INCREASE: (See Faith.) 
Of Faith. 
Author of faith, eternal 377 
If, Lord, I have accepta 424 
Of Ministers. 
Lord of the harvest, hea 217 
Almighty God of love 662 
The nations call ! from s 669 
INDEPENDENCE, NA- 
TIONAL. 
Lord, while for all mank 721 
Great God of nations, n 727 
My country, 'tis of thee 728 
God bless our native Ian 72S 
INFLUENCES OF THE 
SPIRIT. (See Holy Spir- 
it.) 
INGRATITUDE. 

Arise, my tend'rest thou 301 
How shall a lost sinner i 371 
O Jesus ! full of grace, 373 
O righteous God, thou J 720 
INSPIRATION. 

Come, Holy Ghost, our h 171 
The Spirit breathes upo 173 
The heavens declare thy 680 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



INSPIRATION. {Continued.) 
How shall the young se 681 
Let everlasting'glOriesc 682 
The counsels of redeemi 685 
Father of mercies, in th 686 

INSTABILITY. 

My God, I know, I feel t 446 

INTERCESSION. (See 
Christ.) 

INTEREST IN CHRIST. 

Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
I thirst, thou wounded! 394 
How can it be, thou hea 395 
Happy the man that find 396 
Sweet the moments, ric 400 
My God, the spring of a 401 
How happy are they wh 402 
All praise to the Lamb! 404 
Jesus is our common Lo 406 

INTERMEDIATE STATE. 

The saints who die of Ch 598 
Asleep in Jesus! blessed 599 
Through sorrow's night 606 
We know, by faith we k 636 
Give me the wings of fa 637 
And let this feeble body 646 

INVITATION. (See Gos- 
pel.) 
The Saviour calls, let ev 283 
Weary souls that wande 285 
Come ve weary sinners, 287 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 299 
Jesus, thy blessings are 307 
I heard the voice of Jesu 843 
The mistakes of my life 848 
All things are ready, co 855 
I hear thy welcome voic 858 

INVOCATION. (See Prayer 
and Praise.) 
Come, thou almighty Ki 1 
Holy, holy, holy, Lord, 5 
Now to the Lord a noble 78 
Another six days' work 257 
Safely through another 259 
Welcome, delightful mo 260 
Lord, Ave come before th 756 
Lord, in the morning th 793 

"IT IS FINISHED." 

" 'Tis finished ! " The Me 103 
Sons of God, triumphant 105 
Hark! the voice of love 113 

JACOB, WRESTLING. 

Come, O thou Traveler u 360 
Yield to me now, for I a 361 
Shepherd divine, our w 764 
Lord, I cannot let thee g 783 

JACOB'S LADDER. 

Redeemer of mankind, 159 

JERUSALEM, NEW. 

Away with our soii-ow a 642 
Jerusalem, my happy h 649 
Jerusalem, the golden, 652 

JESUS: (See Christ.) 
The Love of. 

Jesus, I love thy charmi 156 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
The Name of. 
Jesus, the name high ov 220 
Take the name of Jesus 876 



JESUS: (Continued.) 
The Same Yesterday, To- 
day, and Forever. 
Jesus, thy far extended 335 
O thou, whom once they 336 
Jesus, if still thou art to 339 
JEWS, CONVERSION OF. 
Daughter of Zion, from 661 
Almighty God of love, 662 
JOINING THE CHURCH. 
(See Church, Faith, 
Confession of, and ' 
Converts Welcomed.) 

Take up thy cross, the S 543 
People of the living God 749 
Witness, ye men and an 753 

JOY, SPIRITUAL. 

Joy to the world— the Lo 59 
Sons of God, triumphan 105 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 134 
Awake, my soul, to joyf 138 
My God! I love thee, not 151 
Jesus, the very thought 152 
O for a thousand tongue 374 
Jesus, thou everlasting 375 
Jesus, thy blood and rig 376 
Author of faith, eternal 377 
Now I have found the g 378 
O blessed souls are they 379 
How can a sinner know 380 
Not with our mortal eye 381 
Behold what wondrous 382 
We by his Spirit prove, 383 
Hark, my soul! it is the 385 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
Who can describe the jo 387 
O 'tis delight without al 388 

thou God of my salva 389 
What shall I do, my Go 390 
Joy is a fruit that will n 392 

1 thirst, thou wounded L 394 
How can it be, thou hea 395 
Happy the man that fin 396 
Lord, how secure and bl 397 
How happy are the new 399 
Sweet the moments, ric 400 
My God, the spring of al 401 
How happy are they 402 
All praise to the Lamb, 404 
Sons of God, exulting ri 405 
Jesus is our common Lo 406 
Children of the heavenl 458 
Sing, O ye ransomed of 511 
Come, ye that love the L 521 
Come, 'Father, Son, and 698 
I heard the voice of Jesu 843 

JUBILEE. 

Blessed are the souls wh 198 
Blow ye the trumpet, bl 267 
Hark,*the song of jubile 671 

JUDGE, THE DIVINE. 
(See Christ.) 
Lo! He comes, with clo 163 
He comes, he comes, the 590 
Thou Judge of cjuick an 719 

JUDGMENT, THE. 

Lo, he comes with cloud 163 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 289 
Repent, the voice eel est 296 
And will the Judge desc 298 
He comes, he comes ! th 590 
The day of wrath, that 591 
Lo! on a narrow neck of 592 
Day of wrath, O dreadf 595 



JUDGMENT, THE. {Con- 
tinued. ) 
And must I be to judg 596; 
That awful day will sur 597 
A few more years shall 603. 
Day of judgment, day of 629 
Thou Judge of quick an 719 
O the hour when this m 841 
The chariot! the chariot 907 

JUSTIFICATION BY 
FAITH. 
O for a thousand tongue 374 
Jesus thy blood and righ 376 
Author 6f faith eternal 377 
Now I have found the g 378- 
O blessed souls are they 379 
How can a sinner know 380 
Behold, what wondrous 382 
Arise, my soul, arise, 386 
All praise to the Lamb ! 404 

God most merciful an 430 

1 heard the voice of Jesu 84a 
I was a Avandering shee 854 
How lost was my condit 856 

KINDNESS. 

Christ, from whom all b 743; 
Giver of concord, Prince 747 
Lo! what an entertainin 748. 
Speak gently, it is better 911 

KINGDOM OF CHRIST 
(AND OF HEAVEN) : 
Prayed for. 
O Spirit of the living Go 191 
Great God, the nations o 656 
O may thy powerful wo 779 
Progress of. 
Great God, the nations o 656 
Jesus shall reign where 658 
Hail to the Lord's anoin 669 
The morning light isbre 665 
Hasten, Lord, the glorio 666 
O'er the gloomy hills of 667 
Hark! the" song of jubile 671 
Christ for the world we 916 
Triumph of. 
All hail the power of Je 132 
Rejoice, the Lord is Kin 134 
Hark! ten thousand har 137 
Jesus shall reign where 658 
Hasten, Lord, the glorio 666 
Hark! the song of jubile 671 
Behold the mountain of 675 

KNOWLEDGE, EXPERI- 
MENTAL. 
Come, Holy Ghost, our h 171 
The Spirit breathes upo 173 
Spirit of faith, come do 174 
Why should the chilclre 183 
Sovereign of all the wor 184 
Holv Ghost, with light d 187 
We know, by faith we k 636 
Come, Father, Son and 768 

LABORERS. (See Minis- 
ters.) 
Lord of the harvest, hea 217 
High on his everlasting 222 

LADDER. (See Jacob's 
Ladder.) 

LAMB OF GOD. (See 
Christ.) 

LATTER-DAY GLORY. 

Daughter of Zion, awak 212 
Who but thou, Almight 657 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



LATTER-DA Y GLORY. 
(Continued.) 
Jesus shall reign where 658 
From all that dwell belo 659 
Hail to the Lord's anoi W>o 
Daughter of Zion, from t 661 
Almighty God of love, 862 
Lord, if iit thy command 668 
Lord over all, if thou ha 064 
The morning light is hie 005 
O'er the gloomy hills of 007 
Assembled at thy great 668 
The nations call! from s 669 
From Greenland's icy m 670 
Go, ye messengers of Go 672 
Hail to the brightness o 673 
Behold the mountain of 675 
Praise the Saviour, all y 677 
Watchman, tell us of th 678 
See how great a flame as 679 

LAW OF GOD. 

Long have I seemed to s 323 
Lord, we are vile, conce 325 
The heavens declare th 680 
How shall the young se 681 
Father of all, hi whom a 683 

LAW OF LOVE. 

God is love: his mercy 26 
The thing my God doth 417 
If, Lord, i have accepta 424 

LAW WRITTEN OX THE 
HEART. 
The thing my God doth 417 
Come, Lord, and claim 421 

LEPER. 

Jesus, if still thou art to 339 
My God, my God, to the 765 

LEYITICAL SACRIFICES. 
'Tis finished! TheMessi 103 
Sous of God, triumphan 105 
Rock of Ages, cleft for m 106 
There is a fountain filled 107 
Called from above, 1 ris 108 
Not all the blood of beas 109 
By faith 1 to the fouuta 111 
O Thou, whose offringo 112 
Hark! the voice of love 113 

LIBERALITY. 

When Jesus dwelt in m 488 
Must I my brother keep 499 
Sow in the morn thy see 500 
Jesus, my Lord, how ri 502 
These mortal joys how r s 503 
Father of mercies, send t 504 

LIFE: 
Brevity of. 
Come let us anew Our jo 457 
Thee we adore, eternal 585 
A few more years shall 603 
Brief life is here our por 654 
Remark, my soul, the na 708 
Oiir few revolving year 709 
While with ceaseless co 710 
Frailty of 
O God, our help in ages 582 
Teach me the measure o 584 
Death rides on every pa 586 
Hark! from the tombs a 587 
Lo! on a narrow neck of 592 
And am I only born to d 593 
Hidden, the. 
O what a blessed hope is 645 
God of all consolation, t 752 



LIFE: (Continued.) 

Issues of. 
() where shall rest be fo 588 
And am 1 horn to die? 589 
Lo! on a narrow neck of 592 

Object of. 
Rise, my soul, and stret 455 
O where shall rest be fo 5S8 

Solemnity of. 
A charge to keep I have 486 
O where shall rest be fo 588 

Spiritual. 
While dead in trespasse 341 
Jesus, my life, thyself a 441 
Jesus hath died that 1 m 450 

Uncertainty of. 
To-morrow, Lord, is thi 299 
One sweetly solemn tho 605 
Vanity of. 
O God, our help in ages 583 

LIGHT AT EVENTIDE. 

Abide with me: fast fall 828 

LIGHT OF LIFE. (See 
Christ.) 
O Jesus, Light of all bel 146 
Light of life, seraphic fi 785 

LITANY, THE. 

By thy birth, and by thy 348 

LIVING, HOLY. 

When on Sinai's top I s 104 
How sweet the name of 153 
Redeemer of mankind, 159 
So let our lips and lives 490 

LOAD OF SIN. 

Come, ye weary sinners 287 
O that my load of sin w 445 

LONGING TO DEPART. 

Come, let us join our ch 583 
Forever with the Lord, 631 
We know, by faith we k 636 
How happy* every child 644 
O what a blessed hope is 645 
And let this feeble body 646 
In age and feebleness ex 835 
O when shall I see Jesu 881 
Beyond the smiling and 889 

LOOKING TO JESUS. (See 
Cross of Christ.) 

LORD OF ALL. (See 
Christ.) 
All hail the power of Je 132 
Our Lord is now rejecte 904 

LORD'S DAY xVND WOR- 
SHIP: 
Delight in. 
Let us, with a gladsome 21 
How pleasant, how divi 203 
This is the dav the Lord 261 
Mav I, throughout this 262 
Far from my thoughts, v 263 
Thine earthly Sabbaths 264 
Mid scenes of confusion 745 
Evening. 
Lord, we come before tb 756 
Softlv now the light of d 809 
Abide with me: fast fall 82S 
Morning. 
Welcome, sweet dav of 253 
With joy we hail the sa 254 

533 



LORD'S DAY AND WOR- 
SHIP: (Continued.) 
The Lord of sabbath, lc 
Come, let us join with o 
Another six days 1 work 
sw ei't is the work, my 
Safely through another 
Welcome, delightful mo 
Lord, in the morning th 

LORD'S PRAYER. 

Our heavenly Father, h 
Our Father, God, who a 

LORD'S SUPPER. 

O thou, whose offring o 
O thou eternal Victim, s 
Jesus, thou joy of loving 
The King of heaven his 
If human kindness meet 
The promise of my Fath 
Jesus, at whose supreme 
According to thy gracio 
Author of our salvation 
That doleful night bei'or 
Let all who truly bear 
Jesus, we thus obey 
Come, thou everlasting 
Jesus, all-redeeming Lo 
Lamb of God, whose dyi 
O what a taste is this 
Glory be to God on high 
Sinners, obey the gospel 
Come, sinners, to the go 
Ho! every one that thir 
What are" these arrayed 
Lord, I am thine, entire 

LOST SHEEP. 

Jesus, let thy pitying ey 
There were ninety and h 
Are vou staying, safely 

LOST SOUL. 

What could your Redee 
Sinners, turn, why will 
Hasten, sinner, to be wi 
What is the thing of gre 
Arise, my soul, arise, 
Day of judgment, day of 

LOVE: 
Christian. 
O 'tis delight without al 
When Christ doth in my 
O bow the love of God a 
Must I my brother keep 
O thou, who earnest fro 
My sole possession is thy 
Jesus, Lord, we look to 
For Christ. 
One there is above all o 
Olove divine! what has 
Would Jesus have the s 
When I survey the won 
O could I speak the mat 
Lord, with glowing hea 
My God, I love thee, no 
Jesus, the very thought 
How sweet the name of 
Jesus, I love thy charm i 
Of him who did* salvatio 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 
O love divine, how swee 
Hark, my soul ! it is the 
More love to thee, O Chr 
Do not I love thee, O my 
For God. 
My God, how wonderful 
Early, my God, without 



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257 

258 

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260 

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112 
12-1 
157 
239 
240 
241 
242 
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245 
246 
247 
248 
249 
250 
251 
252 
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270 
271 
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847 



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289 



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419 
499 
515 
562 
816 

75 

96 
97 
102 
139 
148 
151 
152 
153 
156 
165 
354 
356 
385 
416 



IXDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



LOVE: (Continued.) 

Shall hymns of grateful 150 
As pants the hart force- 353 
My God, the spring of al 401 
Lord of earth, thy form 475 
My God, my portion, an 518 
How vain are all things 519 
Thou hidden love of Go 520 
Come, ye that love the 521 
For Our Enemies. 

Behold where in a mort 142 
For the Church. 
f I love thv kingdom, Lor 194 
The Lord of glory is my 196 
How did my heart rejoi 197 
Great God, attend while 201 
How pleasant, how divi 203 
O might my lot be cast 207 
How sweet, how heaven 735 
Of Christ. (See Christ.) 
Of God. (See God.) 
Of the World. 
O how the love of God a 419 
How vain are all things 519 
Perfect. (See Sanctifl- 
cation.) 
LOVE-FEAST. 

Jesus, we look to thee, 732 
All praise to our redeem 733 
Our God is love, and all 734 
How sweet, how heaven 735 
Come, and let us sweetl 737 
Jesus, united by thy gra 742 
Mid scenes of confusion 745 
Lo! what an entertaini 748 
Blest be the tie that bin 751 
Our souls by love toget 754 
Together let us sweetly 885 
LUKEWARMNESS. 

My drowsy powers, why 470 
O Thou, who all things c 471 
LYDIA. 

Thus Lydia sanctified h 238 
MACEDONIAN CALL. 

The nations call! from s 669 
From Greenland's icy m 670 
From all the dark places 915 
MAN, FRAILTY OF. (See 
Life.) 
O God, our help in ages 583 
Teach me the measure o 584 
Thee we adore, Eternal n 585 
Hark ! from the tombs a 587 
MANNA. 

Day by day the manna fe 558 
MARINERS. 

Lord, whom winds and s 730 
How are thy servants b 731 
MARRIAGE. 

Since Jesus freely did ap 812 
MARTHA AND MARY. 

Lo ! I come with joy to d 834 
MARTYRS. 

Rise, O my soul, pursue 465 
What are these arrayed i 641 
Come, and let us sweetly 737 
MARY, CHOICE OF. 

O Love divine, how swee 356 
Beset with snares on eve 526 
Lo! 1 come with jov to d 834 , 
Mary to the Saviours to 870 | 



MEDITATION. 

Sweet the moments, rich 400 
Fading, still fading, the 1 811 
AVhile thee I seek, prote 818 
Far from the world, O Lo 819 
1 love to steal awhile aw Sio 
My God, I now from slee 821 
Sun of my soul, thou Sav 822 
O God, my God, my all t 823 
O thou great God, "whose 824 
Silentlv the shades of ev 826 
Abide with me : fast falls 828 

MEEKNESS. 

My dear Redeemer and 79 
Lord, it belongs not to m 4G4 
"When musing sorrow we 538 
O thou who driest the m 539 
Thou Lamb of God, thou 568 

MEETING FOR SOCIAL 
WORSHIP. 
Jesus, we look to thee, 732 
All praise to our redeem 733 
Saviour of all, to thee we 736 
MERCY : 

Of Christ. (See Christ.) 

Of God. (See God.) 

Received. 
Come, thou Fount of eve 525 
Through all the changin 550 
Amazing grace ! how .swe 570 
God of my life, through 831 
"When all thy mercies, O 832 
By faith I view my Savio 877 
MERCY-SEAT. 

"With joy we meditate th 123 
Approach, my soul, the 346 
Prostrate, dear Jesus, at 349 
From every stormy wind 767 
"Where high the heavenl 773 
MESSAGE, CHRIST'S. 

Hark the glad sound ! th 58 
Joy to the world— the Lo 59 
How sweetly flowed the 74 
Behold! the blind theirs 77 

MIDNIGHT. 

My God, I now from slee 821 
MILITANT. (See Church.) 

MILLENNIUM. (See Lat- 
ter Day.) 

MIND OF CHRIST 

My dear Redeemer and 79 
O that my load of sin we 445 

MINISTRY, THE CHRIS- 
TIAN: 
Commissioned. 
Go, preach my gospel sa 215 
Comfort, ye ministers of 216 
Let Zion's watchmen all 219 
Jesus, the Truth and Po 229 

COVRAGE OF. 

Shall I, for fear of morta 224 
Saviour of men, thy sear 223 

Death of a Minister. 
What though the arm of 625 
Go to the grave in all thy 626 
Servant of God, well don 632 
Servant of God, well don 655 

Increase Prayed for. 
Lord of the harvest, hea 217 
Almighty God of love, 662 

" 534 



MINISTRY, THE CHRIS- 
TIAN: (Continued.) 
Ordination of. 
"Go, preach my gospel," 215. 
Comfort, ye ministers of 216. 
Lord of the harvest, hea 217 
How beauteous are their 218 
Let Zion's watchmen all 219 
Jesus, the name high ov 220 
Draw near, O Son of God 221 
High on his everlasting 222 
How rich thy bounty, K 223 
Shall I, for fear of feeble 224 
Saviour of men, thy sear 225 
Go, ye messengers of Go 672 
Welcome of. 
We bid thee welcome in 226 
MIRACLES. (See Christ.) 
MISERY OF THE WICKED. 
Drooping souls, no longe 281 
What could your Redee 286: 
Sinners, turn, whv will y 288 
What is the thing of gre 303. 
O where shall rest be fo 588 
MISSIONARIES: 
Commissioned. 

Go, ye messengers of Go 672: 
Farewell of. 

Yes, my native land, I lo 917 
Prayed for. 
Lord of the harvest, hea 217 
Almighty God of love, 662 
Lord, if at thy command 663: 
Lord overall, if thou ha G64 
O'er the gloomv hills of 667 
Assembled at thy great 66*. 
MISSIONS: (See Kingdom 
of Christ and Heathen. 
Collection for. 
The nations call ! from s 669- 
From Greenland's icy m 670 
Praise the Saviour, all y 677" 
Foreign. 
Hark! what mean those 6& 
O spirit of the living God 191 ■ 
Arm of the Lord, awake 213- 
How beauteous are their 218- 
Great God, the nations of 656 
Who but thou, Almighty 657 
Jesus shall reign where 658: 
Hail to the Lord's anoint 660 
Daughter of Zion, from t 6«l 
Almighty God of love, 662 
Lord, if at thy command 663 
Lord over all, if thou has 6G4 
The morning light is bre 665. 
Hasten, Lord, the gloriou 666. 
O'er the gloomy hills of 6G7 
Assembled at thy great 668 
The nations call !*from s 609 
From Greenland's icy m 670 
Hark, the song of jubilee 671 
Go, ve messengers of Go 672. 
Haif to the brightness of 673 
Behold, the mountain of 675 
Thou whose almighty w 676 
Praise the Saviour, all ye 677 
See how great a flame as 679- 
From ail the dark places 915 
Christ for the world we s 916 
MORNING. 

Awake, my soul, and wit 791 
New every morning is th 792 
Lord, in the morning tho 793 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



MORNING. (Continued.) 
We lift our hearts to the 
See how the morning su 
Once more, my soul, the 
Giver and guardian of m 
Awake, my soul, to meet 
My God, how endless is t 

MOSES: 

Choice of. 

My soul, with all thy wak 
Song of. 
Awake, ami sing the son 
MOTIVE, SINGLENESS OF. 
Teach me, my God and K 
MOUNT: 
Calvary. 

When on Sinai's top I se 
Olivet. 
Holy Lamb, who thee 00 
O garden of Olivet, dear 

Pisgah. 
O joyful sound of gospel 
O glorious hope of perfe 
There* is a land of pure d 



104 



Sinai. 
When on Sinai's ton 
The Lord declares hi 

Sion. 



104 

282 



I long to behold him arr 
Tabor. 
When at this distance, L 
When on Sinai's top I se 

MOURNERS COMFORTED. 
Come, ye disconsolate, w 
Deem not that they are b 
When waves of trouble 
thou who driest the m 
There is an hour of peac 

NARROW WAY. 

Jesus, my all, to heaven 
In every time and place 

NATIONAL : 

Humiliation. 
O righteous God, thou J 

Peace. 
God bless our native land 

Prayer. 
Lord, while for all mank 
Great God of nations, no 
God bless our native land 

Thanksgiving. 
Through all the lofty sky 
Praise to God, immortal 
We thank thee, Lord of 

NATIVITY. (See Christ.) 

NATURE. 

Praise the Lord, ye heav 
The spacious firmament 
The heavens declare thy 
The perfect world by Ad 

NEARNESS TO GOD. 

O for a closer walk with 
Nearer, my God, to thee, 
Sun of my soul, thou Sav 

NEW BIRTH. {See Regen- 
eration.) 



NEW YEAR. (See Watch- 
night.) 
Come, let us anew Our jo 
Let me alone another ye 
Sing to the great Jehova 
Eternal Source of every 
And now, my soul, anoth 

OBEDIENCE. 

The Lord of Abrah'm pr 
Come, Lord, and claim m 
O thou who earnest from 
Teach me, my God and 
Father, to thee my soul 

OFFERS OF GRACE. (See 
Grace.) 

OFFICES OF CHRIST. (See 
Christ.) 

OLD AGE. (See Aged 
Christian.) 
Ye servants of the Lord 
Go, labor on; spend and 
How firm a foundation, 
And let this feeble body 
Abide with me : fast falls 
When all thy mercies, O 
In age and feebleness ex 
Only waiting till the sh 

OLIVET. (.See Christ and 
Mount.) 

OMNIPOTENCE. (See God.) 

OMNIPRESENCE. (See 

God.) 

OMNISCIENCE. (See God.) 

OPENING WORSHIP. (See 
Sermon.) 
Come, thou almighty Ki 
Now to the Lord a noble 
How pleasant, how divin 
Come, let us join with on 
Another six clays' work i 
Sweet is the work, my Go 
Safely through another w 
Welcome, delightful mo 
This is the day the Lord 
May I throughout this da 
for a thousand tongues 
Thy presence, gracious G 
Behold the morning sun 
Jesus, we look to thee, 
All praise to our redeem 
Saviour of all, to thee we 
Lord, we come before th 
See, Jesus, thy disciples s 
The praying spirit breath 
Our heavenly Father, he 
Shepherd divine, ourwa 
What various hind'rance 
Prayer is the soul's since 
Lord, in the morning tho 
We lift our hearts to the 
Once more, my soul, the 
Now from the "altar of ou 

ORDINATION. [See Minis- 
ters.) 

ORIGINAL SIN. (See Sin.) 

ORPHANS. 

O how can they look up t 

PARADISE. (See Heaven,) 

The saints who die of Ch 598 
We know, by faith we kn 636 
Give me the wings of fai 637 

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705 



PARDON: 
Found. (.See Sinners, Re- 
joicing in Hope, and 
Savea.) 

Offered. See Gospel, Invi- 
tation of, Sinners Invited.) 

Sought. 

Author of faith, to thee I 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, 
Father, behold with graci 
O that I could repent! 
Wherewith, Lord, shal 
O for a glance of heavenl 
Father, if J 11 av call thee 
Jesus, the sinner's Friend 

that I could my Lord re 
While dead in trespasses 

1 ask the gift of righteou 
Father, 1 stretch my hand 
Prostrate, dear Jesus, at t 
Jesus, my Lord, attend 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 

PASSOVER. (See Christ.) 
Tia finished? The Mess 
Let all who truly bear 

PASTORS: (See Ministry.) 
Welcomed. 
We bid thee welcome in 

PATI ENCE. (.See Afflictions.) 
Why thus impatient to be 
Thou Lamb of God, thou 
Jesus, the weary wander 

PEACE. 

Lord, how secure and ble 
Sweet the moments, rich 
O for a heart of calm rep 
Awake, our souls! away.o 
Master, t lie tempest is ra 

PENITENT ENCOURAGED. 
Drooping souls, no longer 
There is a gate that stand 
How lost was my conditi 

PENITENTIAL. 

Near the cross was Mary 
Come, ye weary sinners, c 
God calling yet! shall 1 n 
Author of faith, to thee I 
Jesus, my Advocate abov 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, 
In evil long I took deligh 
O for that tenderness ot h 
Father, I wait before thy 
that I could repent, wit 
that I could repent, O t 
Did Christ o'er sinners w 
Wherewith. O Lord, shall 
God is in this and every p 
Long have I seemed to se 
A broken heart, my God, 
Lord, we are vile.conceiv 
When rising from the be 
O for a glance of heavenl 
Lord, I despair myself to 
When shall thy love cons 
And can 1 yet delay? 
Ah! whither should I go, 
O my offended God, 
Father, if I may call thee 
Jesus, the sinneYs Friend 
Jesus, thy far-extended f 
O thou, whom once they 
When, gracious Lord, wh 
O that I could my Lord r 
Jesus, if still thou art to- 



308 
310 
315 
317 
321 
327 
333 
334 
338 
341 
342 
345 
349 
351 
354 

103 
246 



226 

565 
568 
838 

397 
400 

420 
472 

8(52 



281 
853 

S56 



98 
287 
292 
308 
309 
310 
312 
313 
314 
316 
317 
319 
321 
322 
323 
324 
325 
326 
327 
328 
329 
330 
331 
332 
333 
334 
335 
33d 
337 
338 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



PENITENTIAL. (Confirmed.) 

With glorious clouds enc 340 
While dead in trespasses 341 
I ask the gift ofrighteou 342 
How sad our state by nat 343 
Alas! and did my Saviour 344 
Father, I stretch my nan 345 
Approach, my soul. them 346 
With tearful eyes I look a 347 
By thy birth, and by thy t 348 
. Jesus, my all, to heaven i 350 
Jesus, my Lord, attend 351 
As pants, the hart for coo 353 
Jesus, Lover of my soul, 354 
Let the world their virtu 355 
<J Love divine, how sweet 356 
Thou great, mysterious 357 
O thou Who hast oursorr 358 
Come, O thou Traveler u 360 
"Yield to me now, for I am 361 
Saviour, I now with sham 363 
O for a closer walk with G 364 
Jesus, the all restoring w 365 
Jesus, let thy pitying ey 366 
Depth of mercy, can ther 368 
O thou in whose presenc 370 
How shall a lost sinner i 371 
And wilt thou yet be l'oun 372 
Jesus! full of grace, 373 
Awaked by Sinai's awful s 384 
Jesus, to thee 1 now can fi 507 
The mistakes of my life h 848 
Pass me not, O gentle Sav 852 
By faith I view'my Savio 877 

PENTECOST. 

Creator, Spirit, by whose 167 
Jesus, -we on the words d 168 
Lord, we believe to us an 169 
Let songs of praises fill t 170 
Father, if justly still we c 180 
On all the earth thySpiri 181 
Great Spirit, by whose m 185 
Lord God, the Holy Ghos 188 

PERFECTION, CHRISTIAN. 
( See Snnctijication.) 

PERSECUTION. 

Let every tongue thy goo 35 
Jesus,! my cross have ta 540 
Away, my heedless fears, 555 

PERSEVERANCE. (See 
Saints and Apostasy.) 

Soldiers of Christ, arise, 572 
My soul, be on thy guard 578 

PESTILENCE. 

Saviour, breathe an eveni 802 

PETER WEEPING. 

Jesus, Redeemer of man 305 
Jesus, let thy pitying eye 366 

PHARISEE. 

Long have I seemed to s 323 

PHYSICIAN OF SOULS. 

Jesus, thy far-extended f 335 
O Thou, whom once they 336 
Jesus, if still thou art to- 339 
While dead in trespasses 341 

PIETY. 

Loving Jesus, gentle Lam. 415 
So let our lips and lives e 490 
Father, whate'er of earth 545 
Blest are the sons of pea 817 



PILGRIM, CHRISTIAN: 
Prayer of. 
Guide me,0 thou great J 460 
Lead, kindly Light, amid 462 
Gently, Lord, O gently le 463 

thou to whose" all-sear 534 
Saviour, like a shepherd 7ol 

Song of. 
Rise, my soul, and stretc 455 
Children of the heavenly 458 
Come, ye that love the L 521 
Hark, hark, my soul! ang 633 
Joyfully, joyfully, onwa 888 

1 saw a* wayworn trave 900 
Spirit of. 

My faith looks up to thee 398 
Rise, my soul, and stretc 455 
Y'our harps, ye trembling 547 
When I can read my title 571 
A few more years shall ro 603 
Forever with the Lord! 631 

PILGRIMAGE, CHRISTIAN. 
The God of Abrah'm prai 17 
The God who reigns on h 18 
My Saviour, my almighty 144 
Holy Spirit, faithful guid 190 
Rise, my soul, and stretc 455 
Come, let us anew Our jo 457 
Children of the heavenly 45S 
Guide me, O thou great J 460 
Lead, kindly Light", amid 462 
Gently, Lord, O gently le 463 
Talk with us, Lord, thyse 466 
Cheered with thy conver 467 
Sing, O ye ransomed of t 511 
Through sorrow's night 606 
Hark, hark, my soul! ang 633 
My days are gliding svvif 880 
Joyfully, joyfully, onwar 888 
I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a s 898 

PILLAR OF CLOUD AND 
FIRE. 
O thou, whom all thy sain 10 
Glorious things of thee ar 206 
When Israel, of the Lord 559 
Forward! be our watehwo 574 

PITY OF GOD. (See God, Com- 
passion of.) 

PLEA, SINNER'S. 

Jesus, my Lord, attend 351 
Let the world their virtue 355 

PLEASURES, WORLDLY. 
(See Forsaking All for 
Christ, and Worldly 
Amusements.) 

POOR, THE. 

When Jesus dwelt in mor 488 
Must I my brother keep 499 
Jesus, my Lord, how rich 502 
These mortal joys, how s 503 
Father of mercies, send t 504 
Day by day the manna fe 558 
O how can they look up t 705 

PRAISE: 
Calls to. 
Stand up, and bless the 8 
Praise ye the Lord, 'tis g 13 
Praise the Lord, ye heav 24 
Before Jehovah's' awful t 55 
Shall hymns of grateful 1 150 
Come, ye that love the L 521 
To Christ. 
Ye servants of God, 20 

This, this is the God we 23 

536 



PRAISE: (Continued.) 

Joy to the world— the Lo 
Salvation, O the joyful s 
What equal honors shall 
Now to the Lord a noble 
Jesus drinks the bitter c 
My Saviour, how shall I 
There is a fountain filled 
Earth, rejoice, our Lord 
Hail, thou once despised 
All hail the power of Jes 
How great the wisdom, p 
Shout the glad tidings, e 
Awake, my soul, to joyfu 
U could 1 speak the mat 
Mighty God, while angels 
Let earth and heaven ag 
Come, let us join our clie 
My Saviour, my almight 
O Jesus, Light of all bel 
Behold the glories of the 
Lord, with glowing heart 
Now begin "the heavenly 
Shall hymns of grateful 1 
Jesus, the verv thought o 
How sweet the name of 
Majestic sweetness sits e 
Plunged in a gulf of dark 
Jesus, I love thy charmi 
My Saviour and my King 
Grace ! 'tis a charming s 
To God, the only wise, 
Nature with open volume 
Of him who did salvatio 
Now to the Lord, who m 
Glory be to God on high, 
O for a thousand tongues 
Jesus, thou everlasting 
O thou God of my salvat 
Come, thou Fount of eve 
Awake, and sing the son 
Let everlasting glories cr 
To God. 
O bless the Lord, my sou 
Come, sound his praise a 
Stand up, and bless the L 
My soul, repeat his prai 
Come, O my soul, in sacr 
Praise ye the Lord! 'tis 
I'll praise my Maker whi 
The God of Abrah'm pra 
The God who reigns on h 
Let us, with a gladsome 
Young men and maidens 
Praise the Lord ! ye hea 
Let every tongue thy go 
The spacious firmament 
Infinite God, to thee we 
High in the heavens, ete 
Before Jehovah's awful t 
To God, the only wise. 
Through all the changing 
Thee we adore, eternal N 
Eternal Source of every j 
Through all the lofty sky 
Praise to God, immortal 
God of my life, through 
When all thy mercies, O 

To the Holy Spirit. 
Creator, Spirit, by whose 
Let songs of praises fill 

To the Trinity. 
Come, thou almighty Ki 
A thousand oracles divin 
Hail holy, holy, holy Lo 
Holy, holy, holy Lord, 
Y'ou'ng men and maidens 



59 
65 
76 
78 
91 
100 
107 
128 
129 
132 
133 
135 
138 
139 
140 
141 
143 
144 
146 
147 
148 
149 
150 
152 
153 
154 
155 
156 
160 
161 
162 
164 
165 
166 
252 
374 
375 
389 
525 
573 
682 



9 

12 

13 

14 

17 

18 

21 

22 

24 

35 

38 

39 

49 

55 

162 

550 

585 

716 

723 

724 

831 

832 

167 
170 



INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 



PRAISE: (Continued.) 

Father, in whom wo live, 
Infinite God, to thee we 
Father of heaven, whose 
Praise God. from whom a 

PRAYER: 
Act of. 

Lord, we come before th 
There is an eye that nev 
Why. dearest "Lord, can I 
To God your every want 
What various hindrance 
From every stormy wind 
Prayer is the soul's sine 
Fountain of life, to all be 
Prayer is appointed to c 
Come quickly, gracious 
O blessed, ble'ssed sound 
Jesus, my strength, my h 
Come, thou lonii-expeete 

may thy powerful wor 
There is no sorrow, Lord 
Our Father, God, who art 
Come, my soul, thy suit 
Lord, I cannot let thee g 
They who seek the thron 
Light of life, seraphic fir 
Saviour, visit thy planta 
Sweet hour of prayer, sw 
My God, is any hour so s 

1 love to steal awhile aw 
1 need thee every hour, 

Encouragements to. 

Prayer is appointed to co 
Come, my soul, thy suit 
What a friend we have in 

Exhortation to. 
What various hind'rance 

Family. 

They who seek the thron 
Come to the morning pr 
Lord, in the morning tho 
AVe lift our hearts to the 
OGod, who madest earth 
Now from the altar of ou 

Importunity in. 

Come, O thou Traveler u 
Lord, we come before th 
Lord, I cannot let thee g 

Invitation to. 
Come, my soul, thy suit 
Come to the morning pr 

Secret. 

Far from the world, O L 
I love to steal awhile aw 
Go when the morning s 

Social. 

Jesus, where'er thy peo 
Come to the morning pr 

Spiuit of. 

The praying spirit breat 

To the Holy Spirit. 
Creator, Spirit, by whose 
Come, Holy Ghost, our h 
Spirit divine, attend our 
Spirit of faith, come dow 
Come, Holy Spirit, come, 
O come, and dwell in me 
Come, Holy Spirit, heave 
Celestial Dove, come fro 
Why should the children 
Holy Ghost, dispel our s 



PRAYER: {Continued.) 

Holv Ghost, with light di 187 
Lord God, the Holy Ghos 188 
U Spirit of the living God 1'Jl 
To the Trinity. 
Come, thou almighty Ki 1 
Father of heaven, whose 50 
Thou, whose almighty w 67G 
Pass me not, O gentle Sa 852 

PRAYER-MEETING. 

How sweet, how heavenl 735 
Come, and let us sweetly 737 
Mid scenes of confusion 745 
Try us, O God, and searc 750 
Blest be the tie that bind 751 
Jesus, where'er thy peo 7G8 
They who seek the'thron 784 
I love to steal awhile aw 820 

happy day that fixed 827 
Abide with me: fast falls 828 
God of my life, through 831 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

1 need thee every hour, 851 
PREDESTINATION. 

O Spirit of the living Go 191 
PREPARATION: 

For Death. 
Hasten, sinner, to be wis 289 
To-morrow, Lord, is thin 299 
W T hile life prolongs its p 300 
Why thus impatient to b 565 
Come, let us join our fri 582 
Thee we adore, eternai N 585 

For the Lord's Table. 
Try us, O God, and sear 750 
O happy day, that fixed 827 
Lord, I am thine, entirel 829 
When all thy mercies, O 832 

PRIDE. 

Come, O my God, the pro 449 
So let our lips and lives e 490 

PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 

Now let our cheerful eye 122 
With joy we meditate th 123 
Where high the heavenl 773 

PRIMITIVE CHURCH. 

might my lot be cast w 207 
PRINCE OF PEACE. 

Prince of peace, control 5G7 
Thou Lamb of God, thou 568 

PROBATION. 

Thee we adore, eternal 585 
And am I born to die? 589 
Lo! on a narrow neck o 592 
And must I be to judgme 59G 

PROCRASTINATION. {See 
Delay.) 

PRODIGAL, THE. 

Return, O wanderer, ret 293 
Who can describe the joy 387 
Sons of God, exulting ris 405 
Amazing grace! (hows 570 

1 was a wandering sheep 854 
How lost was my condit 850 
1 was once far away fro 859 

PROGRESS. (See Growth in 
Grace and Kinadom of 
I Christ.) 
PROMISED LAND. (See 

Heaven.) 

537 



PROMISES OF SCRIPTTRE. 
I'll praise my Maker whi 
God is the Refuge of his 
Show pity, Lord, O Lord, 
Just as 1 am, without on 
How firm a foundation, y 
Though troubles assail, a 
Amazing grace ! (how sw 
Let everlasting glories c 

PROPERTY CONSECRATED 
Father, into thy hands al 

PROPHET, CHRIST OUR. 
How sweetly flowed the 
Thou art the way:— to t 

PROSPERITY: 
Spiritual. 

Jesus, all-atoning Lamb, 
Wokldly. 
God of love, that hear'st 

PROVIDENCE. 

I shall not want, in deser 
How gentle God's comm 
Commit thou all thy gri 
Give t